Jack Harlow - Onnaway lyrics

Tell them boys I'm on the way with it (hooooo-hoooooo) Ain't sh** changed, but the goddamn slang And the people tryna' hang with us Y'all should know that I ain't playin' with it Girl you know I get tired of the same ol' thing So that's why I couldn't stay with it I ain't mean to do you wrong though, hey Know I beat it like a bongo, hey So her best friend hates me now But I ain't trippin off what y'all gon’ say Tell them boys I'm on the way with it Ain't sh** changed, but the got damn slang And the people tryna hang with us Tell them boys I’m on the way with it Something ‘bout the east end at night Floatin’ through ya neighborhood below the streetlights And I’m headed to ya culdesac Told me park a couple houses down Cuz your neighbors on surveillance As a favor to ya parents while they out of town I been tryna' catch a vibe from ya That's exactly why I texted 'Hi' to ya Wouldn't believe me if I told you that I’d never lie to ya And you shouldn't really I’d explain it, but you couldn't feel me She said it wouldn't k** me just to have a real conversation one time in my life I don't know what's wrong with me, girl I know you right Staring at the ceiling while I listen to you talk about the things that i be thinkin’ bout too And everything made sense for a second right then, but tomorrow I won't have a damn clue Tell them boys I'm on the way with it (hooooo-hoooooo) Ain't sh** changed, but the goddamn slang And the people tryna' hang with us Y'all should know that I ain't playin' with it Girl you know I get tired of the same ol' thing So that's why I couldn't stay with it I ain't mean to do you wrong though, hey Know I beat it like a bongo, hey So her best friend hates me now But I ain't trippin off what y'all gon’ say Tell them boys I'm on the way with it Ain't sh** changed, but the got damn slang And the people tryna hang with us Tell them boys I’m on the way with it Purple lights lighting up the basement Lookin’ out the window when the sun down Take it as a perfect indication that my brother might not ever have to work another day shift Thinkin’ back when all of us in town Remember we was always ridin’ around Doing nothing, and that sh** be so nostalgic to me now, like f** Ain't no option, man, I gotta make y'all proud ‘Cause the sh** is in my blood, in my genes, you gon’ need some better denim Local scene f**ing with you 'til you doing better than 'em They the type that's gon' pretend that something you said offend them Just so they can have their boys hold ‘em back Like, "Lemme hit ‘em" What a stupid a** evening But I could prolly use a a** beatin’ Help me write about something besides what I was doing last weekend And the girls that I be f**ing who be chewing Jack's semen Tell them boys I'm on the way with it (hooooo-hoooooo) Ain't sh** changed, but the goddamn slang And the people tryna' hang with us Y'all should know that I ain't playin' with it Girl you know I get tired of the same ol' thing So that's why I couldn't stay with it I ain't mean to do you wrong though, hey Know I beat it like a bongo, hey So her best friend hates me now But I ain't trippin off what y'all gon’ say Tell them boys I'm on the way with it Ain't sh** changed, but the got damn slang And the people tryna hang with us Tell them boys I’m on the way with it