Young Harleezy Lyrics – Jack Harlow

[Verse 1: Jack Harlow]
Young Harleezy, y'all grew up shooting RPG's
I was in seventh grade selling hard CD's (That's true)
I was on stage, talent show, heart beating
Now I make it sound like I write the bars easy
But I'm ten years in, it took me eight to start eating
Six to start drinking, nine to give it up
Now the bottles in my section mark Fiji
And it's hard to find some girls that aren't freaky
The pressure keeps building but luckily
I'm built for it
Tryna turn these money trees to a lil' forest
It used to feel forced, now I got the feel for it
I know you want to see me but I'm still touring
Ah, used to be on Norris back when Twiggy was in chorus
Rocking 990's, not Jordans
You can find my namе besides "Smooth" in the thеsaurus
I don't drink Tequila, but for you I still pour—

[Interlude: Snoop Dogg]
Oh, that's p!mping right there
Oh-wee
Dropping leaves, dripping honey on butterflies
Imagine that
Ayy, Jack, I mean, Mack, 'cause Jack is the Mack
And he's back, believe that

[Verse 2: Jack Harlow]
Ayy, this can't just be luck
It's a reason all this sh!t be going how it does
I ain't tryna hear about the past and what it was
I don't care who looking, get you passion in the club
Who out here is passionate as us?
I'm the one they trust
We the ones that's making a big fuss
New school sh!t
I give you money for the bus and a letter grade too
I'm thinking C+
And as for us, big A-listers
Pull up in that big sh!t
You know, the paint drippers
I got a baddie and another baddie came with her
It must be something going on that's got my name sl!cker
'Cause it's rolling off the tongue (Tongue)
Summertime got these girls sprung
There was a time I wasn't the one
But now that sh!t's done, word to Nicki
All I got is sons
So come around and you could get something, for fun

[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
Am I fancy enough? Am I dancing enough? (Ah)
Am I handsome enough? (Yes)
Tell me right now, so I can be enough
It can't just be us, sure enough
Someone else sees what's what
I just wanna take you overseas, what's up?
I just wanna tell you it could be just us
Am I fancy enough? Am I dancing enough? (Ah)
Am I handsome enough? Tell me right now
So I can be en—

[Verse 3: Jack Harlow]
I'm going back in, Weezy voice
You and me for her is one hell of a easy choice
I ain't know that she was such a freak
'cause she be quiet
Trust me, where I'm sitting
I can't even see these boys
I ain't like that CD boy
You better eat them Wheaties boy
This is not Vanilla Ice or Beastie Boys
So much bread in my account, that sh!t is yeasty, boy
Snowbunnies for my dawgs, Happy Easter, boys
Said your boyfriend's a fan? Nice to meet you, boy
She a vegan, but she still tryn' eat ya' boy
There comes a time where I reach a point
Where I gotta make a point
Please understand I could take your joint (Ah)
Heartthrob lifestyle, I could not fake it
Top spot in my sights, might gotta take it
How can I pretend like this life is not amazing?
Trust me, it's amazing
I can't believe I used to be debating

[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
Am I fancy enough? Am I dancing enough? (Ah)
Am I handsome enough? (Yes)
Tell me right now, so I can be enough
It can't just be us
Sure enough someone else sees what's what
I just wanna take you overseas, what's up?
I just wanna tell you it could be just us
Am I fancy enough? Am I dancing enough?
Am I handsome enough?
Tell me right now, so I can be en—