Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hitchcock, artist - Jack Harlow. Date of issue: 27.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hitchcock |
| Watching Hitchcocks 'til I drift off |
| Woke up to this beat and let that shit knock |
| She won’t give top 'til my dick’s out |
| Clockwork every weekend it’s like tick tock |
| I just hit Atlanta, I got 2for with me |
| In the cockpit, I might just take 'em to Pluto with me |
| If Bruno hit me, we might have to fuck with Mars |
| And they don’t want to hear me sing |
| They told me rap those fucking bars |
| Well, alright |
| Trust I ain’t forgot how to do it |
| I been in hibernation trying to fucking stockpile this music |
| I heard the shit that y’all been dropping is monotonous to me |
| You got a mic inside your room, well see that’s not how you use it |
| Y’all fucking suck |
| Keep your distances from me |
| They should’ve warned y’all don’t be fucking with that kid from Kentucky |
| I know some hipsters in my city, won’t admit that they love me |
| 'Cause back when they were my age, they wasn’t shit except ugly |
| Chandeliers swinging through my comfort zone |
| Standing here thinking how we gonna blow |
| She got the manicured fingers with the butt that go |
| With her jeans, fitted, yeah she covered in Atlanta snow |
| And as for me, I’m just a young one |
| Walking, talking hundreds motions with her bout a hundred flows |
| I’ve been trying to find the next step |
| To make my best friends rich |
| And you been sitting 'round wondering if the blunt is rolled |
| Y’all come and go with them 20-minute dreams |
| Blown away by a coincidence and wonder what it means |
| Check your horoscopes at night and fall in love with what you read |
| Like the universe gon' have my back in 2017 |
| You ain’t 'bout shit |
| Feeling like I’m Reggie Miller down six |
| Doing 90 looking out for undercover Crown Vics |
| Flying out the city, paying zero dollars round trip |
| Saw her take a picture of me told her take it down quick |
| Bitch' I’m from the Lou |
| And they know me when they see me |
| Ever since I was in school |
| I should shout out to my father |
| Know they peep me handle business |
| All you really gotta know is I get it from that dude |
| Shooting from the Nazareth |
| We shooting for that platinum hit |
| It’s Jack from out the Highlands |
| Going stupid on these tracks again |
| I’m moving with a pack of kids and supervising acid trips |
| Rappers getting worse I think they using too much Actavis |
| It’s cool though |
| I’m just a guest inside the house |
| Of a culture that ain’t mine |
| And I’m just blessed to be around |
| These kids be talking bout what’s trash |
| Man I swear that y’all got some nerve |
| How you gon be most opinionated from the suburbs |
| I hope they bump this shit on Bardstown |
| With the windows down |
| Riding round while the stars out |
| In the garden now, this the wrong tree to bark down |
| Finally snapping on these hoes and I don’t need no hard count |
| Damn |