paroles de chanson Backstage Passes (feat. Jack Harlow) - Jack Harlow , EST Gee

I became what you fantasized about becomin
Had to quit sendin music out
Cause somebody fucked around
Leaked somethin
Every girl that I mess with
Know what's up, but they keep comin
Pretty sure, at this point
They don't wanna know the secrets I keep from 'em
Put your phone down and be somethin
25 and you broke (Broke)
Talkin' 'bout me on the internet
But you dapped me up when we spoke (Fake)
I don't know if I'm genius
But I definitely had a few strokes (Uh)
Real rap, not jokes (Mmm)
Dress like I'm at Oakes (Ayy)
Seer suckin' my coat (Coat)
Daycare in her throat (Yeah)
Hit songs in my notes (Ooh)
Hit notes like, "Don't"
I just got in my zone (Zone)
Had to let it be known (Known)
Brought her out, she got flown (Boom)
Unspoken, we bone
Fell in love with my tone
Airplane on my phone
Floatin' off the Patrón
In the club and I'm stoned
Used to curve me in the tenth grade
Now things changed, I'm grown
I ain't gettin' dethroned
Hit the gas and I'm gone
(Hit the gas and I'm gone, gone)
I'm the one that put the city on (Yeah)

I'm the one that got the city
Known off of turkey bands and a minute phone
I'm the one that gave us big records
I done fucked around and got my Guinness on
Yeah, in the city I be building hoes
Put butt shots and the titties on
Me though, I like natural, 50 bands and a satchel
A million in just jewelry actually,
And she saved my number under daddy
Used to do field trips up to getty
Used to do road trips to the natty
Don't take no pics and don't @ me
I'll take you to the show to meet Jacky
These girls will do anything for some backstage passes

Yeah, lights, camera, action
Don't stop, keep going, it's relaxing
You coming on tour, how you acting
She see my car and got to asking
Yeah, this an Aventador, not a Vette
I done went platinum, my go Jack
But I'm still living life, no sweat
Can't move on, no coupe, the rose truck next
It's another quarter million on the risk.
Pick her up she ignore a text
I told her, more spit, baby, more licks
You ain't know I leave, 'cause I'm born sexy
If you didn't know, now you know
Louisville, young hood nigga, hoe
One fifty four for a loaf a show
I'm the fire demon to the smoke
We all know who hate me the most
All the lame niggas that's broke
From the black sheep to the goat
I was just microwaving my dope
Since the white rollie in the Wraith
Like my food with a side of coke
I ain't gotta say much, y'all know

I'm the one that got the city known off of
Turkey bands
And a minute phone
I'm the one that gave us big records
Done fucked around and got my Guinness on
Yeah, in the city I be building hoes
Put butt shots and the titties on
Me though, I like natural, 50 bands and a
Satchel
A million in just jewelry actually, and she
Saved my number under daddy
Used to do field trips up to getty
Used to do road trips to the natty
Don't take no pics and don't @ me
I'll take you to the show to meet Jacky
These girls will do anything for some
Backstage passes