Jack Harlow, Pooh Shiesty - SUVs lyrics

All of my brags turn to facts

And that’s why

(Onwards Grizzle)

All my brags turn to facts

All my hunnids turned to racks

All my ladies turned to snacks

SUVs

Black on

SUVs black on black

I was f*cking up but now I’m back on track

That’s a fact

Filet mignon that’s on Jack

I done turned the penthouse suite into my natural habitat

I just got my taxes back

That s*it cut my cash in half

And it hurt (and it hurt)

Main chick say I’m a flirt

Older women fall for me

I make em press that life alert

I just took a flight back to the A

I’m ready to get right to work

Me I keep the coolest head

Even when they get hype at first

Lot of people back at home

They trying to make it out the dirt

Don’t stop pushing

Used to catch z’s on the couch cushions

Now I call the shots like I’m John Wooden

In the kitchen with my jewelry in the pot cookin

Walking through the mall and they can’t stop lookin

All my brags turn to facts

All my hunnids turned to racks

All my ladies turned to snacks

SUVs

Black on

SUVs black on black

I was f*cking up but now I’m back on track

That’s a fact

Yeah

I seen hitters turn to rats

Went from Miami to the trap

Never trick me in my trap

SUVs

SUVs black on black

I see em talking still can’t wait to slime em out

Can’t slack

Every car I get up in gotta have two up on the dash

Every h*e I want

Every h*e I want get smashed

Tie a wreath around my neck

Get hit with the whole mag

These new VVs on me

I ain’t wiping for this glass

Trying to get it off forever

I don’t push a pen and pad

If you was looking for me, couldn’t find me

I was in my bag

60 rounds all in my chopper

All my guns got extended mags

Pull off tags all on up my truck

Cuz I plan on doing the dash

After I get away we wrap it all black

Think ’bout your folks before you play

You gotta be smarter than that

Trying to go back and rebuilt the hood where I was starving at

And that’s a fact

You f*ck with Harlow

I said Harlow build his life a quarterback

All my brags turn to facts

All my hunnids turned to racks

All my ladies turned to snacks

SUVs

Black on

SUVs black on black

I was f*cking up but now I’m back on track

That’s a fact

Yeah

I seen hitters turn to rats

Went from Miami to the trap

Never trick me in my trap

SUVs

SUVs black on black

I see em talking still can’t wait to slime em out

Can’t slack

(blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrd)

• Artist:Jack Harlow