Jack Harlow - Lovin On Me (G-Mix) (Ft. Nems)

[Intro]
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down (this the G-mix!)
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby (NYC mix)
Whip your lovin' on me, baby

[Chorus: Nems]
I'm gorilla, baby (I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down)
Might beat it up, but I ain't no killer, baby
I be sayin' what I want, no filter baby (But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby)
And they love me in Detroit like Dilla Baby (Whip your lovin' on me, baby)
That's crazy!
(I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down)
We outside!
(But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby)
You know where I'm from
(Whip your lovin' on me, baby)

[Verse 1: Nems]
C-O-N-E-Y, I-S-Land
She asked for a round 2, I said yes ma'am
Just tryna have fun, pass it to the next man
All day I'm wrapped around her brain, like a headband (woosh!)
Shorty used to losin' like a Mets fan
Jets fan, Nets fan, all of those? Yes damn!
I'm the illest in the city and I'm next fam (next fam)
Just signed a new deal baby let's dance
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down (It's a celebration!)
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
(Yeah)
Whip your lovin' on me, baby
(Ok)

[Chorus: Nems]
I'm gorilla, baby (I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down)
Might beat it up, but I ain't no killer, baby
I be sayin' what I want, no filter baby (But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby)
And they love me in Detroit like Dilla Baby (Whip your lovin' on me, baby)
That's crazy!
(I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down)
(But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby)
(Whip your lovin' on me, baby) N-E-M-S

[Verse 2: Nems]
Big G-O-R-I-L-L-A
Get love from the Cholas out in L.A
BK NYC, where I stay (Brooklyn)
She text me late night, "¿que tu hace?" (What you doing?)
Sittin' with the next chick what do I say? (I don't know)
I've been Bingy out here since MySpace (facts!)
Shout to the fake smiling all on my face
Bring your overnight back
We go under my place
Let's go!
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
Whip your lovin' on me, baby

[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
I'm vanilla, baby (I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down)
I'll choke you, but I ain't no killer, baby
She twenty-eight, tellin' me I'm still a baby (But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby)
I get love in Detroit like Skilla Baby (Whip your lovin' on me, baby)
And the thing about your boy is
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
That's right, that's right
Whip your lovin' on me, baby

[Verse 3: Jack Harlow]
Young J-A-C-K, AKA
Rico like Suave, Young Enrique
Speakin' of AKA, she's an alpha
But not around your boy, she get quiet 'round your boy, hold on (Shh)
Don't know what you heard or what you thought about your boy
But they lied about your boy, goin' dumb and it's somethin' idiotic 'bout your boy
She wearin' cheetah print, that's how bad she wanna be spotted 'round your boy

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
Whip your lovin' on me, baby
[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
I'm vanilla, baby (I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down)
I'll choke you, but I ain't no killer, baby
She twenty-eight, tellin' me I'm still a baby (But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby)
I get love in Detroit like Skilla Baby (Whip your lovin' on me, baby)
And the thing about your boy is
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
That's right, that's right
Whip your lovin' on me, baby

[Verse 4: Jack Harlow]
Young M-I-S-S-I-O-N-A-R-Y
You sharp like barbed wire
She stole my heart, then she got archived
I keep it short with a bitch, Lord Farquaad
All the girls in the front row (Ayy)
All the girls at the barricade (Ayy)
All the girls that been waitin' all day, let your tongue hang out, fuck everything (Ayy)
If you came with a man (Yeah, yeah)
Let go of his hand (Let go of that shit)
Everybody in the suite, kickin' up they feet, stand up, bitch, dance (I see you)

[Pre-Chorus: Jack Harlow]
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
And all the guys in the back waitin' on the next track
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
Cut your boy a lil' slack
Whip your lovin' on me, baby
It's young Jack

[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
I'm vanilla, baby (I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down)
I'll choke you, but I ain't no killer, baby
She twenty-eight, tellin' me I'm still a baby (But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby)
I get love in Detroit like Skilla Baby (Whip your lovin' on me, baby)
And the thing about your boy is
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
That's right, that's right
Whip your lovin' on me, baby