作词 : Jack Harlow/Matthew Samuels/Scotty Lavell Coleman/Jahaan Sweet/Amir Sims/Jose Velazquez/Rogét Chahayed/Montez Dewayne Jones/Douglas Ford

作曲 : Jack Harlow/Matthew Samuels/Scotty Lavell Coleman/Jahaan Sweet/Amir Sims/Jose Velazquez/Rogét Chahayed/Montez Dewayne Jones/Douglas Ford

[Intro]

Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm

[by:]

My nail tech knows how to keep a lil' secret

I don't wish for my success, I speak it

I caught a buzz, and you did too, but you tweakin'

I look like I been gettin' money, high reekin'

You smell me, that's LV

Walkin' 'round with my chest out and my skin smooth, I'm healthy

I'm in the mix and I'm handshakin', but most of y'all can't help me

Most of y'all ain't wealthy, most of y'all just dress like it

I caught the vibe y'all givin' off, and I'm tryna make mysels less like it

This chick got a lil' Porsche body, I might let the bro test drive it

It's hard for me to get excited, I love music and stress 'bout it

My city hall and I'm cosigning this wave comin' up next out it

Ridin' 'round shotgun in her Tesla, hangin' both of my legs out of it

Like "What's up?"

I got stakes and they too high now, I can't **** up

I like girls that's down to earth, so don't be stuck up

I don't take Ls, I give 'em out and I chop 'em up

First listen they hearin' this shit like "What the ****?"

Ten toes, that's my MO

Fam over gram, that's my MO

**** a close friends, I got friends that I keep close

And they let it go while I reload

Like bow, bow, bow

TSA just opened up my bookbag

And my chain hittin' like bow, bow, bow, bow

The king's back in his hometown, when them wheels hit

And I touchdown they bow, bow, bow, bow

She download three point stance

I'm back there doin' Jack Dan's like bow, bow, bow, bow

[Verse 2]

And I'm not no fashionista, but I'm fly though

And I know I gave up drinkin', but I'm high though

I told her "I don't come from here, but you can try though"

I'm not on top of this shit yet though, but I'm that guy though

I take a look 'round and my comp and it's just, uh

Wide open, big whippin', it slide open

I notice they treat me like I'm chosen

Eyes open, heart clean and my mind focused

This shit just keeps goin' how I wrote it

How the hell could you doubt us?

I mean, back then it made sense, but it's like, now what?

Now they down to come 'round just to be 'round us

You ain't one of my dawgs, why do you hound us?

It's very few of you I like, but it's a whole lot of y'all I don't trust

[Pre-Chorus]

Ten toes, that's my MO

Fam over gram, that's my MO

**** a close friends, I got friends that I keep close

And they let it go while I reload

[Chorus]

Like bow, bow, bow

TSA just opened my bookbag up

And my chain hittin' like bow, bow, bow, bow

The king's back in his hometown, when them wheels hit

And I touchdown they bow, bow, bow, bow

She download three point stance

I'm back there doin' Jack Dan's like bow, bow, bow, bow