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Jack Harlow

XXL Freshmen 2020 Cypher - Part 1

 

XXL Freshmen 2020 Cypher - Part 1


Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Brr)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Jetson made another one, haha
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one

[Jack Harlow:]
Ooh, I'm that man
I can't trip 'cause it's way off-brand
I had plans for the playoffs, damn
City used to hate, but I made y'all fans
Aw man, I hit 'em both way, ain't y'all friends?
She know how to cook and take off pants
Flow relaxed, but I ain't on Xan
I'm T'd up like Jake Austin
If you got an issue, then say something
Used to do shows, I ain't make nothing
Now I got bread, but I ain't content
Y'all so street, nah, I ain't convinced
That's just something that you came up with
I just want someone to lay up with
I call her babe, but she know I can't marry her
Ciroc cranberry, my shit classic, Tom & Jerry
Lot of commentary, shit seem cool, but it's gotten scary
Fuck the game up, I'm popping cherries
At the mall, they stop and staring
I got birds, but they not canary

Keed talk to 'em (Yeah)

[Lil Keed:]
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, sla-slatt, slatty, slatty

Hop in a Jag' or a 'Cat, I'm going crazy, or I get lazy
Cranberry Burberry shirt, put my pants grape
Nigga play with S-L-I-M-E, get sprayed
Race to the K, got a chop, woo, woo
Seal on the paints, on the wraps, woo, woo
Pounds in the bookbag like I'm going to school
Got sticks in the jean, got spreads on the shoes
Ooh, get wavy, ooh, biscotti blunt
Ooh, I face it, I'm coming with cadence
Yeah, Slime, Polo
Yeah, yeah, Keed talk to 'em

[Polo G:]
And I'm really in my bag, she want it, I'm paying for it
Bitch, I put in blood, sweat, and tears, and I ran for it
Trapping just to make a way, got stuck up in that jam for it
Bag of chip died, know I couldn't put out my hand for it
Now I'm that nigga in my city and yours
I'm so quick to put them in they place like a landlord
They gon' kill what you believe if you don't make a stand for it, look
I got niggas mad, 'cause I'm blessed and I'm winning
Only if they really knew this was just the beginning
With that weapon he spinning, Smith & Wesson was spitting
This hot shit'll cook your noodle in less than a minute
Kick in his door and put that sawed in his mouth
I'll have my killers come and paint the walls in his house
Deactivate his soul, hollows logging him out
Lost his mind, seen that blood from his dawg spilling out
I was on the frontline, standing tall in the drought
I been going hard like I gotta ball for the scouts
Bipolar with my love, 'cause I fall in and out
These new generation gangsters do it all for the clout
Put the whole hood on my back, I had to carry ya
Odds stacked against me, nun' but crime in my area
First-generation millionaire, I had to break the barriers
Tryna open up my third eye, it's only getting scarier
Damn, a new disease dropped, causing mass hysteria
It's always some bullshit, welcome to America, nigga

[Outro:]
Yeah, Jetson made another one, aha
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one

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