Jack Harlow Combo Meal

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I done bossed up when I big bossed on that hoe like, Sayonara (style)

Everything about you is borrowed

Got big pockets like a fat man cargo

Nigga, you won't see tomorrow

One phone call, your family's sorrow (go)

Just be a whole bunch pyros

Shootin' on niggas like Jannero Pargo (doot, doot, doot, doot)

Hold up, watch out (watch out)

Nigga, I'm about to go nuts (go nuts)

Hoe, you say what? (say what?)

Nigga better keep it on the hush

I'm out my mind, I don't come from this planet (style)

Drifted off, ended up somewhere stranded (style)

Now I'm back and y'all niggas can't handle it

Now I'm back and y'all niggas can't stand it

Hold up, calm down (calm down)

Nigga, just take a deep breath (breath)

Told you, watch out (watch out)

Better not take another step (uh-uh)

One on one, niggas ain't fuckin' with me (nah)

I been a flex, nigga, somethin' to see (yeah)

I make it hard for you niggas to breathe (uh)

Never be another motherfucker like me (no)

Actin' so brand new, everything I wear is vintage

'Bout to run up on you, take your spot and take your business

Man, I can't fuck with y'all niggas, y'all let Jack Harlow sell y'all chicken

Uh, this that irregular wave

I'm smokin' somethin' unusual, but to me, it's just regular haze

They comin' to clean up my cuticles

Tired of smokin' these regular strains

You get used to these crackers accusin' you

When you Black, it's a regular thing

Uh, girl, it's been minutes, it's been hours

And it's been days, bitch

I pray for you, always, it's so tragic, babe

Uh, yeah, yeah, your path is lookin' like shit (like shit)

Your bag is lookin' like shit (like shit)

That ass is lookin' like shit (like shit)

Almost thirty, don't know who you is, bitch, work it out

You ain't even on shift, mm, look (everything about JPEGs, I like)

Back in this bitch lookin' bummy

The ket got my shoulder leanin' like I'm Dro

All of that royalty, power, that fame and respect

It can't change the fact that you a hoe

Barkin' like Uzi, keep thinkin' you Bruce Lee

When you could end up goin' out like The Crow

Niggas want action, I'm not into actin'

Put you on the screen like I'm Christopher Nol'