歌手:Jack Harlow
专辑:《Come Home The Kids Miss You》

作词 : Bernard James Freeman/Chad Butler/Douglas Ford/Elliott Straite/Jack Harlow/Jasper Harris/John Mayer/Jordan Houston/Jose Velazquez/Leon Thomas/Nathan Ward III/Ozan Yildirim/Paul Beauregard/Rogét Chahayed/Ryan Vojtesak/Tyree Simmons
作曲 : Bernard James Freeman/Chad Butler/Douglas Ford/Elliott Straite/Jack Harlow/Jasper Harris/John Mayer/Jordan Houston/Jose Velazquez/Leon Thomas/Nathan Ward III/Ozan Yildirim/Paul Beauregard/Rogét Chahayed/Ryan Vojtesak/Tyree Simmons
Can you decide?
Can you decide?
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Listen to 'em, but you never trust 'em
Entertain 'em, but you never **** 'em
You went and got that wife for nothin'
Enjoyin' the attention, but don't need a husband
But maybe someone
It's been too many nights since you had a fun one
You got a comfort zone you tryna run from
They call you quiet, but they don't know where you come from
Ooh, ooh, ooh, you got so much poise
In a room full of people makin' so much noise
I wanna bring you 'round my boys, I wanna listen to your voice
I wanna treat you to some things that you'd enjoy
Don't be anxious, I got you
Yeah, they fine, but they not you
You a catch and I caught you
I wanna pull up and flaunt you and take some pics for Getty Images
I like all your beauty marks and blemishes

Girl, you're poison, poison, poison, poison
But the good kind
It's crazy how you're on my mind
Kind of crazy how you're on my mind
Girl, you're poison, poison, poison, poison
But the good kind
It's crazy how you're on my mind
Kind of crazy how you're on my mind

That girl is poison, poisonous, cyanide, arsenic
Shawty sick, shortenin' your own fire, I'm the
I might have to jack your *****, 'cause I be on my Harlow shit
Styrofoam come, stackin' 'em, inside I put the poison in
Poison, feel like I been poisoned
I'm still on my shit, but that lil' dude you with the toilet
Tunechi *****, I'm naughty
Girl, you can pick your poison like food up in the garden
I viewin' the Garden, that girl, is poison
Po-po-po-po, ass pedaling like blocka-blocka-blocka-blocka
Yeah, I eat so much shrimp, I got iodine poison
She eat so much **** she say "Slime, I'm starvin'"
I'm a feast, dessert, and dinner
Told her I'ma make her ***** and ****** that venom
Got some Scarlett Johansson whip into a black widow
Lil Tune', I been immune to these hoes
I'm vaxxed, nigga, stop playin'

Girl, you're poison, poison, poison, poison
But the good kind
It's crazy how you're on my mind
Kind of crazy how you're on my mind
Girl, you're poison, poison, poison, poison
But the good kind
It's crazy how you're on my mind
Kind of crazy how you're on my mind

You can hardly fit them Denims
Back pockets gon' bust open if you put somethin' in 'em
Older women see that body and that shit offend 'em
Ice in my veins, but you just added some venom
What's the point of slowin' down? We got momentum
You had a man that had a plan, but he ain't have it in him
My homie said he ****s with your big sis, I'm tryna twin 'em
The opps want an olive branch, but we don't extend 'em
Now we ain't got shit to give 'em, okay, I found my rhythm
They be like "Jack go get 'em", okay, I about to get 'em
My haters keep on talkin', but these lyrics gon' outlive 'em
I need MTV Cribs back
Gotta bring 'em to my city just to show 'em how I'm livin'
And you the type of girl I wanna bring to Thankgsgiving
But that's a given, that's a given