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Jack Harlow

Winter Jacket

 

Winter Jacket

(الألبوم: Finally Handsome - 2014)


Pat White

Ran into a east side thug, but I'm peace sign throwing
Said "wassup?" and asked him how the street life's going
Told me he'd been chilling, "tryna keep my eyes open
'Cause anything can happen when them street light's glowin'"
The sun goes down, but the block keeps lit
Stepping over cracks where the concrete splits
Wind blowing got me on my long sleeves, y'all see
I've been feeling good like all weekend (Pat White)
And the streets looking desolate, late night pedestrian
Silhouettes extra thin, paranoia setting in
Worst-case scenario is running through my head again
Thoughts that I been thinking I've been trying not to let 'em in, uh
Errybody needs friends, because every week we tryna have an awesome weekend
Pitch-black, ain't no telling where the darkest street ends
By the way, has anybody seen Brent?

Slipping on my winter jacket
Watch me as I slip into the winner's bracket
Chilling for a minute 'til we get it cracking
Girl, I'm so invested in this interaction

Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out
Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out (Cold out, Pat White)

Sweatshirt tight, we about to start the winter
Hand my garbage to my friends, 'cause I don't have the heart to litter, uh
Too young to interact with bartenders
But these bars that I tend to are harsher than sharp splinters
Money equals food, so I ask you if you've got the dough
Calories, I pack 'em in, metabolism got me though
Borrow just a couple bucks, but every week it doubles up
Enough's enough, I ain't coming back until my funds is up (Pat White)
Bumping with the tempo, busting that extendo
Chilling with my friends, doing something to someone else's expense
We were outside McDonald's last week, and my friend put his nutsack on the window
Right in front the cashier, that's as funny as it gets, yo
Took off and booked it like we running for the end zone
They puffing on the window, but you should know I been though
Yeah you should know I own it boy, you something like a rental

Slipping on my winter jacket
Watch me as I slip into the winner's bracket
Chilling for a minute 'til we get it cracking
Girl, I'm so invested in this interaction (Pat White)

Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out
Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out (Pat White)
Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out
Da-da-da-da
I know it's cold out, I know it's dark out

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