Tone gốc: Am
Jack Harlow
I Em don't wish for my success, I speak it
I caught a buzz, and you Am did too, but you tweakin'
I look like I been gettin' money, how I Em reek it You smell me, that's LV
Walkin' 'round with my Am chest out, and my skin smooth, I'm healthy
I'm in the mix and I'm Em handshakin' But most of y'all can't help me (Nah)
Most of y'all ain't Am wealthy (Nope) Most of y'all just dress like it
I caught the vibe that y'all Em givin' off And I'm tryna make myself less like it
This chick got a lil' Am Porsche body, I might let the bro test drive it
It's hard for me to get Em excited, I love music, and stress 'bout it
My city haulin' and I'm Am cosigning this wave, comin' up next out it
Ridin' 'round and Em shotgun in her Tesla
Hangin' both of my legs out of it, like "Am What's up?" (What's up?)
I got stakes and they too high now, I can't Em fuck up (Can't fuck up)
I like girls that's down to Earth, so don't be Am stuck up (Stuck up)
I don't take Ls, I give 'em out and I Em chuck 'em up
First listen they hearin' this shit, like "What the fuck?" Am
Ten toes, that's my Em MO
Fam' over gram, that's my Am MO (On my momma)
Fuck a close friends, I got friends that I Em keep close
And my chain hittin' like Am bow, bow, bow, bow
The Em king's back in his hometown, when them wheels hit
And I touchdown they Am bow, bow, bow, bow She Em down low, three point stance
I'm back there doin' Jack Dan's like Am bow, bow, bow, bow
And I know I gave up drinkin', but I'm Em high though (But I'm high)
I told her, "I don't come from here, but you can Am try though" (You can try)
I'm not on top of this shit yet, but I'm that Em guy though
I take a look 'round and my comp and it's just, Am uh (Ooh)
Wide open, big whippin', it slide open (Mm-Em mm)
I notice they treat me like I'm chosen (I'm chosen) Am
How the hell could you Am doubt us?
I mean, back then it made sense, but it's like, Em now what?
It's Em very few of you I like, but it's a whole lot of y'all I don't trust
Ten toes, that's my Em MO
Fam' over gram, that's my Am MO (On my momma)
Fuck a close friends, I got friends that I Em keep close
And my chain hittin' like Am bow, bow, bow, bow
The Em king's back in his hometown, when them wheels hit
And I touchdown they Am bow, bow, bow, bow She Em down low, three point stance
I'm back there doin' Jack Dan's like Am bow, bow, bow, bow
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