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Jack Harlow

HEAVY HITTER

 

HEAVY HITTER

(album: Confetti - 2019)


Tell me what the, uh, uh-uh
Oh, you got me sounding good too, aye
Willy Will

Okay, tell me what the deal is
You know I'm the illest
She from California, said she don't know where the 'Ville is
Shout out to the hometown, I know that they gon' feel this
When I hit the club, I walk in with a small village, eh
Nothing's off limits
When you got the sauce, you know they running off with it
Now she acting freaky, she was coming off timid at first
But I guess it really wasn't authentic, yessir
Now she got me, oooooh, doing somersaults in it
Know these fellas always talking but they weren't involved with it
I like me some women, not a bunch of sausages
I put in the work, I know that some of y'all didn't, yessir
And they come in all sizes
We got new horizons
I guess I might as well dive in
No, it's not surprising the way you switched up
I used to kick it with the kids that rocked that Osiris
Used to rock a patch like a pirate
The garden still private
Drama got a Bentley, let me drive it
I'm a heavy hitter, Darryl Isaacs

And we, rocking from side to side
Tell me now if you trying to ride with me
You know I can find some time just to get
In tune with you, aye, aye, aye
Used to be the one that I idolized
Now I can't see you the same as I used to
I guess I need me a ride or die
Know you get sick of the games 'cause I do too

Late nights, head hurting
Open up the red curtain
You don't love me, you just networking
I'm still trying to be the best version of me
I got a whip plus room in the front seat
And it's so up-sync
She make me look like twenty
Ten Kris Humphries
Y'all been getting too comfy
I been spending my time going off
Just in case you're wondering, never just one dream
80-Proof all up in my blood stream
Used to talk shit, now I wonder what they must think
Blame it on the crushed dreams that we used to all have
All I know is that we can't fall back now

And we, rocking from side to side
Tell me now if you trying to ride with me
You know I can find some time just to get
In tune with you, aye, aye, aye
Used to be the one that I idolized
Now I can't see you the same as I used to
I guess I need me a ride or die
Know you get sick of the games 'cause I do too
Do too, know you get sick of the games 'cause I do too
Do too, do too
Know you get, sicker, games, too
Know you get, know you get, know you get
Know you get sick of the games 'cause I do too

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