Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Harlow
Jack Harlow
Vocals
K CAMP
K CAMP
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
K CAMP
K CAMP
Songwriter
Jack Harlow
Jack Harlow
Songwriter
Don Cannon
Don Cannon
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Cannon
Don Cannon
Additional Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Finis "KY" White
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

A whole new ten that I can lay down with
Sent the pic to me, told her that she look astoundin'
Walked in and she caught the down wind
And she like the way I'm well-rounded
Don't talk too much (Hey)
If I'm honest with you, might be off too much (Hey)
Shawty, pick your phone up
Pick your phone up, pick your phone up, yeah
Let's go
Shawty pick your phone up
Pick that phone up for your boy
She want the boy 'cause I'm feeling outstandin'
Buy her a bag 'cause I'm feeling romantic
Skrrt-skrrt, watch that 'Rari do damage
I made her turn up her standards
Let's go
You know that I'm tryna dive in you
His and her coupes, watch me glide with you
Roll up that wood and get high with you
Stay 1-K, ain't no surprise with you
Hit my line when you want that lumber
Shawty, you been high and I'ma catch you in the summer
Turn a fifty-plate into a hundred, ain't no fumbles
Your ex said he ballin', but he got no jumper
Shout my boy Harlow
Racks in my cargo
Mills on my mind, I'ma get that tomorrow
Back in the day, used to whip Montecarlo
Shout my boy Bobby
Shout my boy Harvo
A whole new ten that I can lay down with
Sent the pic to me, told her that she look astoundin'
Walked in and she caught the down wind
And she like the way I'm well-rounded
Don't talk too much
If I'm honest with you, might be off too much
I banged one too much
I was off the liquor when I called you up
Shawty, pick your phone up
Pick your phone up, pick your phone up, yeah
Let's go
Shawty, pick your phone up
Pick that phone up for your boy
She want the boy 'cause I'm feeling outstandin'
Buy her a bag 'cause I'm feeling romantic
Yeah, I feel like Drizzy on ransom
Me and her fuck like we stranded
Don't know what the strand is
It was handed to me and I don't know whose hand it is
Only take it if it's candid
I don't wanna' pose for you
I won't be commanded
Moving like a bandit
I am not enrolled, but a youngin' on campus
She gon' let me hit it and I'm headed to Atlantis
At the pool party lookin' like I'm Pete Sampras
I don't miss no image
I ain't mean to come home so friendly
In the morning maybe we can do Denny's
I wanted Cracker Barrel, but you know it gets busy
A whole new ten that I can lay down with
Sent the pic to me, told her that she look astoundin'
Walked in and she caught the down wind
And she like the way I'm well-rounded
Don't talk too much
If I'm honest with you, might be off too much
I banged one too much
I was off the liquor when I called you up
Shawty, pick your phone up
Pick your phone up, pick your phone up, yeah
Let's go
Shawty, pick your phone up
Pick that phone up for your boy
She want the boy 'cause I'm feeling outstandin'
Buy her a bag 'cause I'm feeling romantic
Watch that 'Rari do damage
I made her turn up her standards
Let's go
Written by: Jack Harlow, K CAMP
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out