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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Met
Ryan Met
Programming
Rob Piccione
Rob Piccione
Background Vocals
Eugene Mahlstadt
Eugene Mahlstadt
Background Vocals
Zachary Murphy
Zachary Murphy
Background Vocals
Katrina Udle
Katrina Udle
Background Vocals
Natasha Bermudez
Natasha Bermudez
Background Vocals
Benjamin Hostetler
Benjamin Hostetler
Background Vocals
Kent Lucas
Kent Lucas
Background Vocals
Jack Met
Jack Met
Lead Vocals
Ruth Kornblatt-Stier
Ruth Kornblatt-Stier
Cello
Emelia Suljic
Emelia Suljic
Violin
Adam Met
Adam Met
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Met
Ryan Met
Songwriter
Jack Met
Jack Met
Songwriter
Adam Met
Adam Met
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Met
Ryan Met
Producer
Joe Zook
Joe Zook
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Rob Piccione
Rob Piccione
Recording Engineer
Brandon Hernandez
Brandon Hernandez
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

There's a hole in the bottom of my brain But when I party, the hole goes away But the party I throw needs a picture to post So the world knows the party was great There's a hole in the bottom of my brain But when you like me, the hole goes away So there's likes and hellos On a post on my phone of a party I throw In the hole in the bottom of my brain (This is how you do it right) Heads up, I'm sorry to be that guy Heads up, I'm lookin' to just get by Let's just say, let's just say we're fine There's a hole in the bottom of my brain But when you love me, the hole goes away And the likes on my phone, yeah, they'll start to explode If I go and explode in LA There's a hole in the bottom of my brain If I make money, the hole goes away Now there's a thing made of gold in a home that I own From a song that I wrote about likes and hellos On a post on my phone of a party I throw In the hole in the bottom of my brain (This is how you do it right) Heads up, I'm sorry to be that guy Heads up, I'm lookin' to just get by Let's just say, let's just say we're fine Do-do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do Do-do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do Do-do-do-do-do, oh-oh Let's just say, let's just say we're fine There's a hole in the bottom of my brain When I spend money, the hole goes away If I finally get clothes that are fancily sewn I could finally be ready for fame There's a hole in the bottom of your brain When you get famous, the hole goes away Now there's coke on the nose of a bro I don't know In a showroom of clothes that were fancily sewn In a town that I loathe on a coast that gets stoked On the thing made of gold in a home that I own From a song that I wrote about likes and hellos On a post on my phone of a party I throw But I know I'm alone, no, I know I'm alone In the hole in the bottom of my brain
Writer(s): Jack Metzger, Ryan Metzger, Adam Metzger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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