[Intro: Jack Harlow]
All of my brags turn to facts
And that's why
[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
All my brags turn to facts, all my hundreds turn to racks
All my ladies turn to snacks, SUVs black on— (Black on)
SUVs black on black
I was fuckin' up, but now I'm back on track, that's a fact, woo
[Verse 1: Jack Harlow]
Filet mignon, that's on Jack
I done turned a penthouse suite into my natural habitat
I just got my taxes back, that shit cut my cash in half
And it hurt (And it hurt), main chick say I'm a flirt
Older women fall for me, I make 'em press that Life Alert
I just took a flight back to the A, I'm ready to get right to work
Me, I keep the coolest head even when they get hype at first
Lotta people back at home, they tryna make it out the dirt
Don't stop pushin', used to catch Z's on the couch cushions
Now I call the shots like I'm John Wooden (John Wooden)
In the kitchen with my jewelry in the pot cookin'
Walkin' through the mall, and they can't stop lookin' (I ain't lyin')
[Chorus: Jack Harlow & Pooh Shiesty]
All my brags turn to facts, all my hundreds turn to racks
All my ladies turn to snacks, SUVs black on— (Black on)
SUVs black on black
I was fuckin' up, but now I'm back on track, that's a fact
Yeah, yeah, I've seen hitters turn to rats
We went from hemis to them 'Cats
Remember trailed me in my Track'
SUVs (SUVs), SUVs black on black
I see 'em talking' tough, can't wait to slime 'em out, king slatt
All of my brags turn to facts
And that's why
[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
All my brags turn to facts, all my hundreds turn to racks
All my ladies turn to snacks, SUVs black on— (Black on)
SUVs black on black
I was fuckin' up, but now I'm back on track, that's a fact, woo
[Verse 1: Jack Harlow]
Filet mignon, that's on Jack
I done turned a penthouse suite into my natural habitat
I just got my taxes back, that shit cut my cash in half
And it hurt (And it hurt), main chick say I'm a flirt
Older women fall for me, I make 'em press that Life Alert
I just took a flight back to the A, I'm ready to get right to work
Me, I keep the coolest head even when they get hype at first
Lotta people back at home, they tryna make it out the dirt
Don't stop pushin', used to catch Z's on the couch cushions
Now I call the shots like I'm John Wooden (John Wooden)
In the kitchen with my jewelry in the pot cookin'
Walkin' through the mall, and they can't stop lookin' (I ain't lyin')
[Chorus: Jack Harlow & Pooh Shiesty]
All my brags turn to facts, all my hundreds turn to racks
All my ladies turn to snacks, SUVs black on— (Black on)
SUVs black on black
I was fuckin' up, but now I'm back on track, that's a fact
Yeah, yeah, I've seen hitters turn to rats
We went from hemis to them 'Cats
Remember trailed me in my Track'
SUVs (SUVs), SUVs black on black
I see 'em talking' tough, can't wait to slime 'em out, king slatt
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