Harlow Talk Lyrics

This one?

Yeah

Yeah

Choppin' it up with a fine Colombiana mami, you can tell by the Harlow talk

Big dick energy, you can tell just by the walk

Baby I got anything you want from the Pink Whitney to the Ciroc

Tell her I don't need the keys, baby this a push to start

Granddaddy was in the field, breakin' his back

Since way before Pusha T was pushin' crack

Look, how far above the dirt we claim that

You fuck with girls who go to Havasu for the weekend

I'm fucking with divorced moms who cutting loose for the evening

I might down the whole bottle of Patron before we get it in

Call me El Patron for the way I get it in

Silk silk silk silk silk

Silk silk silk silk silk

The hair softer with the coconut milk

Silk silk silk silk silk

I'm in between somewhere between Basquiat and Yeezy

Passin' me up ain't never gon' be easy

Tell her I'm too tired for the link

But this girl just wanna please me

Sendin' pics to the Snap, she always tryna tease me

Girl, fuck with your boy

Fuck with your boy

And fuck what you heard

If I ever fooled around, you probably did somethin' that got on my fuckin' nerves

The narcissism, Tony Soprano level

Step on my level

It ain't easy to be everything that I know that they wanna be

You can never touch any level, any era of Oscar fuckin' Salami

Cocaine and hos bang while Wu-Tang was playin'

I killed the pussy like what Courtney did to Cobain

I'm just sayin'