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

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[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