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Harlow Flow
by Rincon
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Aye, aye, aye Let's go
Now let me pop it off (yeah)
Man you playing like you gangsta boy just knock it off
Give me brain while I'm drinking how she top me off
If I can't talk my shit then I don't talk at all (nah nah)
I got homies with the smoke like a hookah lounge
They letting em glizzys go like it's a shoot around
Call my crib Home Depot with all the tools around
And I be Slick with this shit how I maneuver now (Woah)
She love my looks and my confidence
Lil' momma down for whatever and yeah she bottomless
Ever switch sides on me promise there's a consequence
And I transformed into my prime but I ain't Optimus (Whoo)
I like em' bad I like em' thick too
Baby threw it at me when she seen that I was 6'2"
Brodie aint a drummer but he'll show you what them sticks do
Brodie in the trap with the pounds and the bricks too (uh)
Skinny jeans and her Js on
Talk about our dreams and light something that we can blaze on
S up on my chest but you don't see see me with a cape on
Getting money with my migos we boutta takeOff (Get it?)
And now I'm rocking and shit
Now we all up in the cub and now we poppin' and shit
They only fuckin with me now cause I be boxing and shit
Used to window shop for fits and now I'm rockin' the shit (Aye)
And now I'm fresh I'm on my clean shit
Enie-miny-mo just to choose who Ima sleep with
Lights camera action when I step up on the scene bitch
If they take me in I'm sticking to that I ain't seen shit
We been real we been ten toes down (Ten toes)
We don't ever pay for flights dawg we been flown out
When I was locked in quarantine I knocked ten hoes down (Easy)
Oh we ain't done shooting yet we got ten more rounds
And I'm just warming up
Lil shorty leaning like she sippin on that robituss (yeah she leaning)
They thinkin that I'm ISIS the way I'm blowin up (Boom)
I had to really get down and now they know what's up
And are we really sitting talking about practice?
Claiming you got money but be bitching when they taxin'
Everything I make I swear I turn it to a classic
Like Michael Finley or Nowitizki on the Mavericks
Aye I had to switch up my shit real quick
Shout out to my dawg Mo
He told me talk yo shit AR
He said Talk yo shit Rincon
Or however you wanna say it
I had to get in my Harlow shit real quick
That's that Harlow Flow
Aye, aye, aye Let's go
Now let me pop it off (yeah)
Man you playing like you gangsta boy just knock it off
Give me brain while I'm drinking how she top me off
If I can't talk my shit then I don't talk at all (nah nah)
I got homies with the smoke like a hookah lounge
They letting em glizzys go like it's a shoot around
Call my crib Home Depot with all the tools around
And I be Slick with this shit how I maneuver now (Woah)
She love my looks and my confidence
Lil' momma down for whatever and yeah she bottomless
Ever switch sides on me promise there's a consequence
And I transformed into my prime but I ain't Optimus (Whoo)
I like em' bad I like em' thick too
Baby threw it at me when she seen that I was 6'2"
Brodie aint a drummer but he'll show you what them sticks do
Brodie in the trap with the pounds and the bricks too (uh)
Skinny jeans and her Js on
Talk about our dreams and light something that we can blaze on
S up on my chest but you don't see see me with a cape on
Getting money with my migos we boutta takeOff (Get it?)
And now I'm rocking and shit
Now we all up in the cub and now we poppin' and shit
They only fuckin with me now cause I be boxing and shit
Used to window shop for fits and now I'm rockin' the shit (Aye)
And now I'm fresh I'm on my clean shit
Enie-miny-mo just to choose who Ima sleep with
Lights camera action when I step up on the scene bitch
If they take me in I'm sticking to that I ain't seen shit
We been real we been ten toes down (Ten toes)
We don't ever pay for flights dawg we been flown out
When I was locked in quarantine I knocked ten hoes down (Easy)
Oh we ain't done shooting yet we got ten more rounds
And I'm just warming up
Lil shorty leaning like she sippin on that robituss (yeah she leaning)
They thinkin that I'm ISIS the way I'm blowin up (Boom)
I had to really get down and now they know what's up
And are we really sitting talking about practice?
Claiming you got money but be bitching when they taxin'
Everything I make I swear I turn it to a classic
Like Michael Finley or Nowitizki on the Mavericks
Aye I had to switch up my shit real quick
Shout out to my dawg Mo
He told me talk yo shit AR
He said Talk yo shit Rincon
Or however you wanna say it
I had to get in my Harlow shit real quick
That's that Harlow Flow
