Tyler Herro lyrics

The ones that hate me the most look just like me, you tell me what that means.

Make a slick comment and see what that brings, I seen it go down, we can reenact things.

Extreme like BMXing, these boys pussy and they MPSing, people in the city see the movement occurring and say "My God, I wanna be in that scene".

Well, damn right, you wanna be in this scene, she at the video tryna be in this scene.

Used to fantasize 'bout bein' this seen (Seen), bluegrass girl, but she got big dreams.

Can't touch me, I got instincts, locked in the house, but I'm plottin' things.

I brought a gang to the party with me, five white boys, but they not NSync (Yeah, woo).

Fuck what y'all think, fuck everything that you say about me, my dawgs like to play madden and 2K, but one thing they don't do is play about me.

My homeboy Tyler, he play in south beach, he told me this summer he gon' fix my jumper.

I told bio-1da that we might not a Thumper (Yeah, yeah, yeah), I been tryna pop, now I'm on like Shumpert.

Now they on my bumper, green room chock-full of all my comforts, hotel room like heaven on Earth, got angels in my bed with some all white covers.

Ace pro, Nemo, Lucci and Quiiso, Shloob, clay, 2for and I got a few more I call my brothers.

I got a lot of flow and they all like butter, ooh (Ah), you know what that means, I came home nice, but I'm goin' back mean, I'm 'bout to globe trot when they know a vaccine.

Muhfuckers act lost, but they know exactly what's goin' on, made a mil' and I don't know what to blow it on.

I tell the critic "Shut up" like my show is on, gave a T-shirt to her, said throw it on, she want a mini high school, classmates, I'm growin' on (Growin' on, growin' on),

My peers ain't poppin', they don't know what's goin' wrong, y'all well dressed, but you ain't got soul and you just can't sew it on.

I'm tryna tell y'all boys, I got a few songs I could sell y'all boys.

I tried it back when it was "Hell nah, boy" (Nah), now I'm in the box like a Kellogg's toy (Like a, like a, ooh).

The ones that hate me the most look just like me, you tell me what that means.

Make a slick comment and see what that brings, I seen it go down, we can reenact things.

Extreme like BMXing, these boys pussy and they MPSing, people in the city see the movement occurring and say "My God, I wanna be in that scene".

Damn right, you wanna be in this scene, she at the video tryna be in this scene.

Used to fantasize 'bout bein' this seen (Seen), bluegrass girl, but she got big dreams.

Can't touch me, I got instincts, locked in the house, but I'm plottin' things.

I brought a gang to the party with me, five white boys, but they not NSync (But they not NSync, no they not NSync).

Word to JT, no they not NSync, word to JT, no they now NSync.

No they not NSync, no-no, no they not NSync, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

• Artist:Jack Harlow