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jack harlow - banana tree lyrics

(eh, yeah, eh, uh)

i’m on hiatus and they mad huh
‘nother city with the bag huh
i ain’t had to use the m-ss huh
make the whip fourty dash home
i’m like houston with the blast off
plus my muse with the bad walk
good news when the cash talk
making moves like a (???)
mel rose shot two nig-two revolve
and my bag all uniform
let the foreign in (???)
face off dark knight still renaissance
late night dreaming movie scores
in my mind like the world yours
plus my mind like world tour
plug talk like bonjour
shortie off the weight she on all fours
it was just a monday she was all for it

(chorus)

(aye, aye)
and she said she knew i was pisces
girl i swear you hit me like a like a light beam (d-mn)
told my momma i quit swerving at high speeds (bam)
mobbing in a tree, been looking bright green
ah sh-t she said things dont change
we call bullsh-t but i can’t complain
because i’m a culprit, they dont play those games
let’s take a road trip, imma change my ways

b-tch i call the shots i think i might bring
fantasize about to call them pipe dreams
my brothers, they make music and some tight beats
i think only one of us can sight read
never been a clone of f-cking hype beasts
all that sh-t yall love just dont entice me
i need a woman that can show me what this life means
that’s at the park on sunday morning doing tai-chi

imma f-ck my ex while she on winter break
yeah imma take this new girl on a dinner date
yeah imma take the interstate and kick it with this chick that’s from a different state
i bet she thinks i’m expecting s-x now
little does she know if i was expecting s-x i would have made that clear before i left town
hold up beck them with the vibes
should be complimentary, got that hotel breakfast everytime

(chorus)
and she said she knew i was pisces
girl i swear you hit me like a like a light beam (d-mn)
told my momma i quit swerving at high speeds (bam)
mobbing in a tree, been looking bright green
ah sh-t she said things dont change
we call the bullsh-t but i can’t complain
because i’m a culprit, they dont play those games
let’s take a road trip, imma change my ways

- jack harlow lyrics

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