Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song VACATE, artist - Jack Harlow. Album song Loose, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 16.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Generation Now
Song language: English
VACATE |
| Ayy, say it ain’t so |
| Brought two bitches, go fast and slow |
| Take my time, let they sis, but it really ain’t, no |
| Turn on strip like a bank on gold |
| Paint on this like if they don’t know |
| Ain’t no mixing, slide on us |
| Ain’t no issue with all that, huh |
| I’m just different and all that |
| I just dipped out with all that, uh |
| Take a picture, what I got on, ayy |
| Vacate the premises, uh |
| Y’all know what the premise is, yeah |
| I get prim and proper (Ooh!) |
| Like we at the opera (Ooh!) |
| I am not opposed to it if you tryna' pop up on me, hey, hey |
| Killin' me slowly |
| My chick look like Jenaveve Jolie, yeah |
| She got the remedy for me, when I get lonely |
| When we get around everybody ask, ooh |
| We pretend to be homies, uh |
| But that ain’t the case (yeah) |
| I put you back in the place (yeah) |
| Me and my brothers we back in the place (yeah) |
| Come and say hi |
| I understand if you wanna' stay high for this |
| I’m in this bitch with no oxygen |
| My bro tryna quit so he copped the pen |
| Them fellas you with, boy they not your friends |
| I heard what they said 'cause they said it to me |
| I had to tell you, couldn’t let this shit be |
| Vacate the premises, uh |
| Y’all know what the premise is, yeah |
| I get prim and proper (Ooh!) |
| Like we at the opera (Ooh!) |
| I am not opposed to it if you tryna' pop up on me, hey, hey |
| Killin' me slowly |
| My chick look like Jenaveve Jolie, yeah |
| She got the remedy for me, when I get lonely |
| When we get around everybody ask, ooh |
| We pretend to be homies, uh |
| Uh, but that ain’t the case |
| I know it’s hard to relate, yeah |
| Made the mistake (yeah) |
| Told her that I had it for one of her friends |
| Listenin', look on her face |
| But it ain’t up for debate |
| I just might treat it accordingly (hey, hey, woah) |
| Might be too late for the or-a-gy (hey, hey) |
| Runnin' the beat 'til the chorus hit |
| I’ll just put fridge in the orange juice (ayy, haha) |
| Ayy, I don’t look good in an orange suit |
| I need a 'rari or horse shoes |
| Hop in the car and wonton soup |
| I need a trip to Milan soon |
| I gotta make up my mind, uh |
| Tell me what she read online today |
| I do not work with a horoscope |
| I wonder what the thesaurus say |
| I’m on the wing just like Hornacek (woah) |
| Give me a minute |
| Had to get rid of my demons or sum’n |
| Like they was tenants (hey, hey) |
| I guess I feel like I’m Jesus or sum’n |
| Quick to forget it (yeah) |
| I heard that your shit was rented |
| Vacate the premises, uh |
| Y’all know what the premise is, yeah |
| I get prim and proper (Ooh!) |
| Like we at the opera (Ooh!) |
| I am not opposed to it if you tryna' pop up on me, hey, hey |
| Killin' me slowly |
| My chick look like Jenaveve Jolie, yeah |
| She got the remedy for me, when I get lonely |
| When we get around everybody ask, ooh |
| We pretend to be homies, uh |