[Intro Sample]
Tough, flexible nylon sheet and a strong polyester core for half the stretch of ordinary line. Less stretch for a line so sensitive you feel fish you didn't even know were there

[Intro: Jack Harlow]
Yuh, yeah, ok, uh
Ok ok, mm, yeah

[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
I might be getting catfished
By an out of state chick
An alleged bad bitch
I’m ok with it
I'ma hit her with the tactics
She ain't mean to fall in love
That’s just how it happens, but

[Verse 1: Jack Harlow]
I'ma get a beat a casket
Rocking camo in the pickup while I pack a fat lip
That ain't me, to be honest, I ain't into that shit
But I know some motherfuckers that be doing that shit, uh
Baby, I ain't new to this shit
Had to back the phone up, I got n***s in this shit
We ain't talking 'bout nothing, we just shooting that shit
I'm don’t want the smalltalk, nah, I’m through with that shit
[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
I might be getting catfished
By an out of state chick
An alleged bad bitch
I'm ok with it
I’ma hit her with the tactics
She ain't mean to fall in love
That's just how it happens
I'm ok with it

[Verse 2: Taylor & Jack Harlow]
Mm, tap it, I’m o, ay, with the fucking adlib
I'm ok with it
I don't even need no adlibs
I be spitting shit, I'm just fucking rapping
I'm ok with it, yuh
Ay, I'm all over the place
Been around like Comme Garcons, in a heartbeat
The back of my conscience
For the day in, pockets thick as a moshpit
Could tell from over here that she catching the wave, uh
Four floors up, let the story begin
Blueprint the mansion like Marilyn Man
Might smash this soccer mom in the mini van
Got the car service like repair man, man
Got the bars way up, I ain't popped that Xan
Sunset through the lens, write my name in the sand
And 'less the money talking leave your name at the beep
Pulled up my other bitch in a new two-seat
Leave that bullshit over there, since it's too sandy
Week in the ATL, like I wantin' me
Ay
[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
I might be getting catfished
By an out of state chick
An alleged bad bitch
I'm ok with it
I'ma hit her with the tactics
She ain't mean to fall in love
That's just how it happens, but

[Verse 3: Taylor & Jack Harlow]
I'ma get a beat a casket
Ay, they ain't see me in the camo walking out of Saks Fifth
Kinda hard to lose, got expensive habits
Talking central, saying more just to learn the fabric
I ain't here for nothing, we been popping tags, uh
Say she dropped her man, she ain't want the baggage, uh
When she dropped the pin, I drived to the address
Then we spoke last week, thought you had an accent, hold up

[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
I might be getting catfished
By an out of state chick
An alleged bad bitch
I'm ok with it
I'ma hit her with the tactics
She ain't mean to fall in love
That's just how it happens
I'm ok with it
[Outro: Jack Harlow]
Mm, tap it, I'm o, ay, with the fucking adlib
I'm ok with it
I don't even need no adlibs
I be spitting shit, I'm just fucking rapping
I'm ok with it, yuh
Can I hear it?