Industry Baby Lyrics – Lil Nas X | Jack Harlow
Industry Baby Lyrics
Daytrip took it to ten.
Baby back ayy, Couple racks ayy, Couple grammys on him ah, Oh couple plaques ayy, That’s a fact ayy, Oh throw it back ayy, Throw it back ayy.
And this one is for the champions, I ain’t lost since i’ve began yeah, Funny how you said it was the end yeah, Then i went did it again yeah.
I told you long ago on the road, I got what they waiting for, I don’t run from nothing dog, Get your soldiers tell, ‘Em i ain’t layin low.
You was never really, Rooting for me anyway, When i’m back up at the top, I wanna hear you say.
He don’t run from nothin dog, Get your soldiers tell, ‘Em that the break is over.
Uhh need to uhh, Need to get this album done, Need a couple numbеr ones, Need a plaque on evеry song, Need me like one with nicki now.
Tell a rap nigga i don’t see ya haa, I’m a pop nigga like bieber haa, I don’t fuck bitches i’m queer haaa, But these niggas bitches like madea, Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
Ayy oh let’s do it oh let’s do it, I ain’t fall off i just, Ain’t release my new shit, I blew up now everybody tryna sue me, You call me nas but, The hood call me doobie yah.
And this one is for the champions, I ain’t lost since i’ve began yeah, Funny how you said it was the end yeah, Then i went did it again yeah again yeah.
I told you long ago on the road, I got what they waiting for, I got what they’re waiting for, I don’t run from nothing dog.
Get your soldiers tell, ‘Em i ain’t layin low, Bitch i ain’t runnin, From nowhere ayy.
You was never really, Rooting for me anyway, When i’m back up at the top, I wanna hear you say.
He don’t run from nothin’ dog, Get your soldiers tell, ‘Em that the break is over ayy yeah.
My track record so clean, They couldn’t wait to just bash me, I must be gettin too flashy, Y’all shouldn’t have let the world gas me, It’s too late ‘cause i’m here to stay, And these girls know that i’m nasty, I sent her back to her boyfriend, With my hand print on her a*s cheek.
City talkin’ we takin’ notes, Tell ‘em all to keep makin, Posts wish he could, But he can’t get close, OG so proud of me that he chokin, Up while he makin toast.
I’m the type that you can’t control, Said i would then i made it so, I don’t clear up rumors ayy.
Where’s y’all sense of humor, I’m done makin jokes, ‘Cause they got old, Like baby boomers, Turn my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like, They juniors juniors.
Say your time is comin, Soon but just like oklahoma, Mine is comin’ sooner, I’m just a late bloomer.
I didn’t peak in high school, I’m still out here gettin cuter woo, All these social networks and computers, Got these pussies walkin, Around like they ain’t losers.
I told you long ago on the road, I got what they’re waiting for, I got what they’re waiting for, I don’t run from nothing dog.
Get your soldiers tell, ‘Em i ain’t layin low, Bitch i ain’t runnin from nowhere.
You was never really, Rooting for me anyway, When i’m back up at the top, I wanna hear you say.
He don’t run from nothin dog, Get your soldiers tell, ‘Em that the break is over ayy.
Yeah! .
I’m the industry baby, I’m the industry baby.
Yeah .
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