Jack Harlow Combo Meal lyrics

[Intro: Danny Brown]
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[Verse 1: Danny Brown]
I done bossed up on a b*tch, bounced on the ho like, "Sayonara" (Style)
Everything about you is borrowed
Got big pockets like a fat man cargos
n*gga, you won't see tomorrow
One phone call, your family's sorrow (Go)
Just be a whole bunch of pyro
Shootin' on n*ggas like Jannero Pargo (Doot, doot, doot, doot)
Hold up, watch out (Watch out)
n*gga, I'm about to go nuts (Go nuts)
Hoe, you say what? (Say what?)
n*gga better keep it on a hush
I'm out my mind, I don't come from this planet (Style)
Drifted off, ended up somewhere stranded (Style)
Now I'm back, y'all n*ggas can't handle it
Now I'm back, y'all n*ggas can't stand it
Hold up, calm down (Calm down)
n*gga, just take a deep breath (Breath)
Who you, watch out (Watch out)
Better not take another step (Uh-uh)
One of one, n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with me (Nah)
Live in the flesh, n*gga, somethin' to see (Yeah)
I make it hard for you n*ggas to breathe (Uh)
Never be another motherf*cker like me (No)
Actin' so brand new, but everything I wear is vintage
'Bout to run up on you, take your spot and take your b*tches
Man, I can't f*ck with y'all n*ggas, y'all let Jack Harlow sell y'all chicken
[Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA]
Uh, this that irregular wave
I'm smokin' somethin' unusual, but to me it's just regular haze
They comin' to clean out my cuticles
Tired of smokin' these regular strains
You get used to these crackers accusin' you
When you Black, it's a regular thing

[Bridge: JPEGMAFIA]
Uh, girl, it's been minutes, it's been hours
And it's been days, b*tch
I pray for you, always, it's so tragic, babe

[Verse 3: JPEGMAFIA]
Uh, yeah, yeah, your path, it's lookin' like sh*t (Like sh*t)
Your bag, it's lookin' like sh*t (Like sh*t)
That ass is lookin' like sh*t (Like sh*t)
Almost thirty, don't know who you is, b*tch, work it out
You ain't even on shift, mm, look (Everything about JPEGs, I like)
Back in this b*tch lookin' bummy
The ket got my shoulder leanin' like I'm Dro
All of that royalty, power, that fame, and respect
It can't change the fact that you a ho
Wipe me like Boosie, keep thinkin' you Bruce Lee
When you could end up goin' out like The Crow
n*ggas want action, I'm not into actin'
Put you on the screen like I'm Christopher Nol'