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9TH GRADE

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9TH GRADE - Jack Harlow Lyrics




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 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


9TH GRADE lyrics !!!