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Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
Vocals
Michael Wise
Michael Wise
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
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Composer
Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
Composer
Michael Wise
Michael Wise
Composer
Elizabeth Lowell Boland
Elizabeth Lowell Boland
Composer
Evan Kidd Bogart
Evan Kidd Bogart
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Wise
Michael Wise
Producer
Miles Walker
Miles Walker
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Listen, no, we don't need to be enemies Ain't got tunnel vision Vision of us in the future with a White picket fence and internal decisions I almost did it, glad that I didn't Space cakes and a Big Mac, got my space case, but I'm sure that All my friends fake 'cause they told me that Shit wasn't real, it was all in my head, I imagined that False sparks, saw them hand-in-hand standing outside of a Walmart Now I'm sitting here wondering, when did this all start? Fuck you and Jennifer, I know that you're out with her Go pretend that you're just friends, I'll pretend that I'm not hurt I know all the shit I heard, you can take these bitter words Fuck you and Jennifer, go fucking make love to her Fuck you and Jennifer, I know that you're out with her Go pretend that you're just friends, I'll pretend that I'm not hurt I know all the shit I heard, you can take these bitter words Fuck you and Jennifer, go fucking make love to her I'm making love to Jennifer 'Cause I can't fuck with you (you) And we was freaking on the weekend You ain't have a clue I was flexing on a bitch, had to drop my roof Your last boyfriend, he had no coupe Now my wrists so sick, I ain't had no soup (sick) I need a bitch to fall in love But it can't be you (you) My bitch, she know I got that bag It ain't nothing to prove (the bag) I'm calling Jennifer, I'll fuck her When there's nothing to do (there's nothin') And all my bitches, they like bitches I might bring them too (too) I can't be stuck with you (you) I might just block you from my phone 'Cause I ain't in the mood (the mood) I'm trying to spend some time with Jennifer Not being rude Fuck you and Jennifer, I know that you're out with her Go pretend that you're just friends, I'll pretend that I'm not hurt I know all the shit I heard, you can take these bitter words Fuck you and Jennifer, go fucking make love to her Fuck you and Jennifer, I know that you're out with her Go pretend that you're just friends, thrusting in and out of her I can see her close her eyes, while you kiss her soft and nice Fuck you and Jennifer, go fucking make love to her Jennifer Jennifer Jennifer Jennifer Oh Jennifer
Writer(s): Evan Kidd Bogart, Elizabeth Boland, Michael Joseph Wise, Megan Buelow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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