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9TH GRADE

by Jack Harlow

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I can't have no convos with you now I got confirmation numbers all across the fuckin' map, yeah Tell me why you talkin' out your neck You like to talk about your issues, I can't chalk it up to that Chalk on the asphalt Ass with the tan lines I been wantin' you since 9th grade It's about damn time I don't wanna hear about your ex, keep it to yourself I know that he like to send you texts, hope you doin' well Pull up on me and you know the rest, tell me who you tell Tell me she got real dreams, this just what she do for now Bitch I'm feelin' juvenile Got me jumpin' out the gym I can't take it out the crib Check the fridge, we out the skim I feel like they out to get me Heard you're tryin' see me six feet Baby I can tell you're intrigued Don't hide it, ain't no need for that You the type I spend a long time with Raw diamonds, wanna' get you raw diamonds Jean jacket that she got from consignment Novocaine, codependent with a coat of paint, oh yeah I got code names for the things that I wanna do when we in the same space I can't have no convos with you now I got confirmation numbers all across the fuckin' map, yeah Tell me why you talkin' out your neck You like to talk about your issues, I can't chalk it up to that Chalk on the asphalt Ass with the tan lines I been wantin' you since 9th grade It's about damn time I don't wanna hear about your ex, keep it to yourself I know that he like to send you texts, hope you doin' well Pull up on me and you know the rest, tell me who you tell Tell me she got real dreams, this just what she do for now Bitch I'm feelin' juvenile Got me jumpin' out the gym I can't take it out the crib Hold your breathe and count to ten I don't want you pissed She said I don't know what this is I don't wanna dismiss that But we can trust the process I ain't with the nonsense I don't check the contents I got faith in humanity She got ass like a manatee That's a whole lot of ass if you askin' me She said you got some audacity Used to rap on Audacity Don't let 'em back just 'cause they ask for me 'Cause I ain't in the mood for no conversation with 'ya Said she had a great night but she forgot to take some pictures, ah damn What a shame that is Up right now, but we ain't changed a bit I can't have no convos with you now I got confirmation numbers all across the fuckin' map, yeah Tell me why you talkin' out your neck You like to talk about your issues, I can't chalk it up to that Chalk on the asphalt Ass with the tan lines I been wantin' you since 9th grade It's about damn time I don't wanna hear about your ex, keep it to yourself I know that he like to send you texts, hope you doin' well Pull up on me and you know the rest, tell me who you tell Tell me she got real dreams, this just what she do for now

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