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PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Foral
David Foral
Bass
Dustin Bushnell
Dustin Bushnell
Guitar
Jared Watson
Jared Watson
Lead Vocals
Jon Olazabal
Jon Olazabal
Percussion
Matt Ochoa
Matt Ochoa
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rome Ramirez
Rome Ramirez
Songwriter
Jared Watson
Jared Watson
Songwriter
Dustin Bushnell
Dustin Bushnell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rome Ramirez
Rome Ramirez
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Tony Hoffer
Tony Hoffer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Damn this beat has got me talkin' with a Southern drawl If you ain't happy, I don't really wanna fuck with y'all Fanatics who finangle foreshadow the fable fortune Get to fuck with fate, doesn't matter to flippin' tables Cain and Abel, Cain and Abel, Cain and Abel bruh I put the pussy perpendicular to amateur You can't contest the cash and grass in my curriculum I'm down and dirty man, you call my ass Caligula Now I ain't even mad at it Keepin' up with all your bad habits I ain't even mad at it Everybody talking like it's so tragic I ain't even mad at it I ain't even mad at it Coping all your bad habits I ain't even mad at it Everybody talking so tragic, I ain't fucking mad at it Man let me break it down now God, this my hypothesis This beat is just so heavy, maybe that's why I be droppin' it My fanbase just keeps growin' at my shows like a metropolis And girls get so horny, they chargin' me, rhinoceros Gentlemen, gentlemen, come and take and buy your medicine This sedative settin' in, feelin' better in your element I'm about to lose it, Gary Busey on this rodeo 'Cause y'all just trying to poach up all these treasures out my fishing hole I ain't even mad at it Keepin' up with all your bad habits I ain't even mad at it Everybody talking like it's so tragic I ain't even mad at it I ain't even mad at it Coping all your bad habits I ain't even mad at it Everybody talking so tragic, I ain't fucking mad at it Hey Dr. Watson, Sherlock Holmes is on the phone He said he needs some help, too much cocaine inside his dome He said he needs it out He said he needs a clout He said he needs a better route His bad habits are going south School bus, I'm sleeping, passing out at the park Fat pockets of bills I call 'em Roseanney Barr I like my drugs like my women Free, fancy, and large Then I grab a guitar Panty discharge I ain't even mad at it Keepin' up with all your bad habits I ain't even mad at it Everybody talking like it's so tragic I ain't even mad at it I ain't even mad at it Coping all your bad habits I ain't even mad at it Everybody talking so tragic, I ain't fucking mad at it
Writer(s): Jared Watson, Dustin Bushnell, Roman Ramirez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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