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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She said it like a joke
Like nobody would mind
Forrest Gump Jr.
That’s what she wrote in the line
Baby, be serious
Don’t play with that name
If that ain’t his child
That’s a whole different game
Now everybody’s side-eyeing
Like, “What are you on?”
You can’t drop a bomb
Then act like nothing’s wrong
[Pre-Chorus]
You got the eyes
You got the nerve
You got the kind of calm
That makes the room go curved
I’m looking at you
Like, come back down
Say it one more time
And say it loud
[Chorus]
Jenny, be serious
Be serious, Jenny
Forrest Gump Jr.
That’s a wild one, Jenny
Jenny, be serious
Be serious, Jenny
If that wasn’t his child
Why you moving so messy? (So messy)
[Verse 2]
You got that innocent face
And the whole town fooled
But that name on the paper
Made the gossip flood through
At the cookout corner
At the gas station too
Everybody got a version
Everybody got a clue
And I’m not saying much
But I’m saying enough
You don’t spin that kind of story
Then act all tough
[Pre-Chorus]
You got the eyes
You got the nerve
You got the kind of calm
That makes the whole room swerve
I’m looking at you
Like, come back down
Say it one more time
And say it loud
[Chorus]
Jenny, be serious
Be serious, Jenny
Forrest Gump Jr.
That’s a wild one, Jenny
Jenny, be serious
Be serious, Jenny
If that wasn’t his child
Why you moving so messy? (So messy)
[Bridge]
Maybe you meant to laugh
Maybe you meant to run
But names don’t just land there
Like they came from the sun
Now the whole block talking
And the truth feels near
So tell me straight, Jenny
What were you doing here?
[Final Chorus]
Jenny, be serious
Be serious, Jenny
Forrest Gump Jr.
That’s a wild one, Jenny
Jenny, be serious
Be serious, Jenny
If that wasn’t his child
Why you moving so messy? (So messy)
Details
GeneratedJun 12, 2026
Duration4:00
LanguageEnglish
Style
Indie rock fused with ambient house and trance pulses, Afro-soul percussion, midtempo groove with syncopated kick and airy pads; verse stays stripped with fingerpicked guitar, soft synth bass, and spoken-sung phrasing; pre-chorus opens into layered hand percussion and rising claps; chorus hits with a chantable gang-vocal hook and wide harmony stack. Close-mic lead vocal, doubled on key lines, with delay throws on the name, reversed swells into transitions, and a glossy, spacious mix that feels both intimate and danceable., indie rock, soul, trance, ambient
Credits
Prompt byFunkyFury621
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
She named him Forrest Gump Jr.
Jenny… be serious. If that wasn’t his child, that’s unhinged behavior. (, indie rock, ambient, house, trance, Afro soul)
