Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Liv.e
Liv.e
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Hixon
Ben Hixon
Songwriter
John Carroll Kirby
John Carroll Kirby
Songwriter
Hailee Olivia Williams
Hailee Olivia Williams
Songwriter
Jared Solomon
Jared Solomon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Liv.e
Liv.e
Producer
John Carroll Kirby
John Carroll Kirby
Producer
Solomonophonic
Solomonophonic
Producer
Mikaelin 'Blue' BlueSpruce
Mikaelin 'Blue' BlueSpruce
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I got my nose up in the air I got my finger to the sky I can smell them coming from everywhere I can hear them from down the block Oooh, you just a pack of dogs But everybody likes their boys with toys Oooh, protect my bones But everybody makes their own damn choice Oooh, you just having fun But I will never be that type girl Oooh, wanna party all night long Wanna take a walk around my world Oooh, don't throw these niggas a bone Cause they only wanna bite when they see me I got my nose up in the air I got my finger to the sky I can smell them coming from everywhere I can hear them from down the block (I can hear them from down the block) Remember that one time when you was talking to me I never got tell you just how I feel The man always gotta have a bitch on a leash But they the ones always playing in the field Imma be that bitch to tell you personally That most of these dogs don't deserve a meal Cause they always wanna bite with they see me And they always got somebody that they seeing And I hope that girl make the choice to leave 'em I got my nose up in the air I got my finger to the sky I can smell them comin' from everywhere I can hear them from down the block Oooh, you just a pack of dogs But everybody likes their boys with toys Oooh, protect my bones But everybody makes their own damn choice Oooh, you just having fun But I will never be that type girl Oooh, wanna party all night long Wanna take a walk around my world Oooh, don't throw these niggas a bone Cause they only wanna bite when they see me That's why I got my nose up in the air (up in the air) I got my finger to the sky (I got my finger to the sky) I can smell them coming from everywhere (everywhere, everywhere) I can hear them from down the block (I can hear them from down the block) Remember that one time when you was talking to me I never got tell you just how I feel The man always gotta have a bitch on a leash But they the ones always playing in the field Imma be that bitch to tell u personally That most of these dogs don't deserve a meal Cause they always wanna bite with they see me And they always got somebody that they seeing And I hope that girl make the choice to leave 'em
Writer(s): Jared Solomon, Hailee Williams, John Kirby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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