Two Toned Jack Harlow

[Verse 1]
Pale skinned sunburnt got me lookin' two toned
Specs on no contacts like a new phone
Lookin' in the mirror man I'm too grown
Pubes so long it's like my dick got a Jew fro
And my girl never ask me to trim it
That's real shit go ahead imagine the image
I'm the man you ain't even got to ask if I'm with it
And you ain't ready for the game
Go on back to the scrimmage
Lookin' pissed off when they rollin' past me
Tell the truth I ain't even know we had beef
I guess it must be cause the flow is nasty
Said it's H.A.R. and she know the last three
Woke up this morning feeling halfway optimistic
And until I got to school I was glad that I was livin'
Shits depressing every class I'm feelin' distant
I can't focus when I know I'll just be rappin' for a living
Tryna' get my groove on like I'm Kuzco
Drop a new song then I move dope
Young Frank Underwood these rappers Peter Russo
Won't stop till I'm big ballin like Manute Bol
Tell em keep on moving the belt
So these manufactured rappers looking stupid as hell
I wonder what it's like to not be true to yourself
Cause I've been doing my thing and I've been doing it well