Cruisin'

[Chorus: Jack Harlow] When this beat came on the speakers, man, I knew it was the one No agenda for tonight, man, we just doin' what we want If I gotta pick and choose, then I would choose to have some fun Ain't no drinkin' in the whip, but we still cruisin' like the rum When this beat came on the speakers, man, I knew it was the one No agenda for tonight, man, we just doin' what we want If I gotta pick and choose, then I would choose to have some fun Ain't no drinkin' in the whip, but we still cruisin' like the rum [Verse 1: Jack Harlow] Rollin' 'round town in the passenger seat (What) My boy got the whip, as we pass through the streets (Okay) Slumped to the seat while I bump to the beat While my dad's on the phone tryna ask where I be (Yeah, but) But, I ain't feel the phone vibrate in my cargoes You know what it is, man, you know it's young Harlow (Harlow!) See a fine chick, and I'm peepin' that shit 'Cause you know the boy gotta check her out like a barcode (She bad like) Woah, in the zone, man, I gotta get home Curfew twelve-thirty and it's twelve-fifteen (Fifteen) Drive by slow, and I'm high off life So my eyes hang low like my self-esteem (Kush) Nah, just playin' I'm the man right now Man, I swear to God, life ain't never felt this sweet (Never felt this sweet) Haven't felt this free since elementary And tonight is a night that I'm relishing I am just trying to get through the obstacles Hoping tonight doesn't end in the hospital Working things out like that shit was abdominals Then I just cruise, Mission Impossible Like a white vacation Man, I swear sometimes life's amazing Sit back in the nighttime, at the right time And you know the young boy mind is racing (Okay) White suburbs to the all-black ghettos Top to the bottom, first to the last levels To the last lights in the dead night, like, woah now Slow down, put his foot on the gas pedal (Skrrt!) Got that hype and I got that metal Got that bass and I got that treble Time stays tickin' on this life I'm livin' So goin' back home ain't on my schedule [Chorus: Jack Harlow and Kal Weinstein] When this beat came on the speakers, man, I knew it was the one No agenda for tonight, man, we just doin' what we want If I gotta pick and choose, then I would choose to have some fun (Yeah) Ain't no drinkin' in the whip, but we still cruisin' like the rum (Ha, haha) [Verse 2: Kal Weinstein] Oh shit, I just turned eighteen No curfew now, gotta work that thing And my new girlfriend got her tongue just pierced But she goin' down on me tryna hurt that thing I'm unprobable, smokin' through all of my obstacles Like I'm a agent on Mission Impossible They tryna throw alcohol on my cup Well, bitch I got a bottle full Young kid flye'd out, well I really didn't fly here But I'm lookin' real fly now Put me up in my house, got a swisher for the beat ride Now we really finna vibe out Enemies on time-out, lookin' for jokes to get the rhymes out I ain't stickin 'round to find out Plus I got the boy J-Harlow spittin' straight bars In the dark until he ready to shine out This my jam, we ain't never make no plans Weekends throwin' up bands, gimme that advance And give and Harlow a chance, bitch You ain't never rolled no grams bitch You ain't never seen these girls But I'm 'bout to get between 'em like a sandwhich And I'm tryna see this world Got the globe in my mo'fuckin' hands bitch Now I ain't tryna be the king of the world But I also wasn't tryna put my thing in your girl Heard of accidents? Mo'fucka yeah that's what happens when you talk shit like a laxative So gone give it a swirl when you around The white boys holdin' it down for two towns From Louisville to Manassas We get it packin', we rappin and spreadin' love [ ] [Chorus: Jack Harlow] When this beat came on the speakers, man, I knew it was the one No agenda for tonight, man, we just doin' what we want If I gotta pick and choose, then I would choose to have some fun Ain't no drinkin' in the whip, but we still cruisin' like the rum When this beat came on the speakers, man, I knew it was the one No agenda for tonight, man, we just doin' what we want If I gotta pick and choose, then I would choose to have some fun Ain't no drinkin' in the whip, but we still cruisin' like the rum, yeah