Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song ROTTEN, artist - Jack Harlow. Album song Confetti, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Generation Now
Song language: English
ROTTEN |
Y’all ready? |
This tag is hard, it sound like a spaceship door opening |
Okay there’s moments where I feel like I’m the hottest |
My baby not religious but she look just like a goddess |
They want me to flex, they don’t want me to be modest |
In 2027 I’ll be purchasing a cottage |
I’ll be purchasing a cottage |
Pokémon kush, yeah, this shit look like a Oddish |
I was in the pussy and that shit had me astonished |
I ain’t playing tag but your new shit is not it |
Nah, your new shit is not it |
CÎROC and Hpnotiq, I’m way out of pocket (I'm way out of, way out of) |
Quit all the gossip, I’m simply a product of people I rock with |
Ayy, my shorty so rotten, the coochie like cotton |
You know how I’m rockin' (Ayy) |
You know how I’m rockin' |
You know how I’m rockin' |
Ayy, more money, more problems, big popper |
I don’t answer 'less she call me big poppa |
Ridin' through the night and I’m duckin' from the coppas' |
When this shit drops it gon' be a panty droppa' (Facts) |
Rollin' with the top up, you could get mopped up |
I was at the crib when she scooped me in the Mazda (Mazda) |
Got a whole roster and they all like to get high like Rastas |
I just like to watch, diamonds on me dancing like ZaZa |
I just met your girl and took her to the Crowne Plaza |
Hit it five minutes into Devil Wears Prada |
Once I leave town we ain’t talking 'bout nada |
(We ain’t talking 'bout shit) |
Now she got my name in her internet browser |
Shorty bipolar, she sweet then sour |
I got me a Georgia Peach just like Bowser (Bowser) |
Okay there’s moments where I feel like I’m the hottest |
My baby not religious but she look just like a goddess (True) |
They want me to flex, they don’t want me to be modest |
In 2027 I’ll be purchasing a cottage |
I’ll be purchasing a cottage |
Pokémon kush, yeah, this shit look like a Oddish |
I was in the pussy and that shit had me astonished |
I ain’t playing tag but your new shit is not it |
Nah, your new shit is not it |
CÎROC and Hpnotiq, I’m way out of pocket (I'm way out of, way out of) |
Quit all the gossip, I’m simply a product of people I rock with |
Ayy, my shorty so rotten, the coochie like cotton |
You know how I’m rockin' (Ayy) |
You know how I’m rockin' |
You know how I’m rockin' |
Smush it, cook it, freeze it, let it dry (Let it dry) |
45 for a half for a whole Jerry Rice (For a whole Jerry Rice) |
I done scored on every block nigga, Fisher Price (Like I’m Fisher Price) |
'Cause I stay down when they was cheatin' like I’m Derek Fisher wife (Like |
Derek Fisher wife) |
I ain’t never seen Christ, why would I pray to him? |
(Why would I pray to him?) |
Granny tell me to repent, I can’t be saved again (Can't be saved again) |
I’m takin' pills tryna' kill all the pain I feel (All the pain I feel) |
We gon' push more Hank than a King of the Hill (King of the Hill) |
Tryna finesse the game, on point, shaving grams (Point, shaving grams) |
I’ma snake 'em one more time and shed this dead skin (Shed my dead skin) |
When I try to leave the streets I hit a dead end (A dead end) |
Grey Silverado truck outside my man crib (Outside my man crib) |
All because he scrapin' white, shit like dandruff (Straight) |
Off a big pile of brown like a ant hill (I'm a dawg) |
Start rapping, I ain’t stop making gram deals (I'm a big dawg) |
Big dog, I can’t make no hand-to-hand sales (I'm a big dawg) |
I can’t go broke 'long as I know what the plan is (Yeah) |
Okay there’s moments where I feel like I’m the hottest |
My baby not religious but she look just like a goddess |
They want me to flex, they don’t want me to be modest |
In 2027 I’ll be purchasing a cottage |
I’ll be purchasing a cottage |
Pokémon kush, yeah, this shit look like a Oddish |
I was in the pussy and that shit had me astonished |
I ain’t playing tag but your new shit is not it |
Nah, your new shit is not it |
CÎROC and Hpnotiq, I’m way out of pocket |
Quit all the gossip, I’m simply a product of people I rock with |
Ayy, my shorty so rotten, the coochie like cotton |
You know how I’m rockin' (Ayy) |
You know how I’m rockin' |
You know how I’m rockin' |