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PERFORMING ARTISTS
mansionz
mansionz
Performer
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Guitar
Joseph Kirkland
Joseph Kirkland
Background Vocals
blackbear
blackbear
Keyboards
theultravisitor
theultravisitor
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Musto
Matthew Musto
Composer
Mike Posner
Mike Posner
Composer
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Composer
Joseph Kirkland
Joseph Kirkland
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Ghenea
Alex Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Matthew Musto
Matthew Musto
Producer
Mike Posner
Mike Posner
Producer
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Co-Producer
Aaron C. Harmon
Aaron C. Harmon
Additional Producer
Jason Boule
Jason Boule
Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

One, two One, two, three Okay, this that type of shit that make my legs go numb (go numb) I'm swervin' down the highway in a big, black truck (I'm swervin') You never loved me, you just loved the person I've become I got seven different substances inside my blood I got people reachin' out to me when times get rough Need to take my own advice, this shit has got me fucked up (fucked up) Since I made it, they've been hatin', wait, where's the lovе? (Love) I ain't made it out the crib in likе three whole months, yeah And it is what it is I'ma take this money, give it to my kids, yeah And they kids and they kids I'ma have options It is what it is, yeah In the Lambo truck, windows up, hundred degrees Got my numbers up, numbers up, chargin' a fee I got options, I got options Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (I got options) Yeah, they show me love everywhere I go overseas Got a different fit every time I step on the scene I got options, uh, I got options Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (I got options) Yeah, alright (whoo!) Made hits in my dorm room, Everest, I climbed that (yeah) Snake bit my left leg, almost died, then came back Dreamed up this blueprint, I don't drink, I'm too lit And I know God chose me, my real life just proves it I'm up (up), it's like I'm dreamin', but I'm wide awake And every Rollie on my dresser's like a 100K I'm fuckin' every night, and I don't even go on dates And even when I die, I'm never gonna fade away (huh) And it is what it is I'ma take this money, give it to my kids, yeah And they kids and they kids I'ma have options It is what it is, yeah (whoo!) In the Lambo truck, windows up, hundred degrees Got my numbers up, numbers up, chargin' a fee I got options (whoo!), I got options Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (I got options) Yeah, they show me love everywhere I go overseas Got a different fit every time I step on the scene I got options (whoo!), I got options Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (I got options) And I'm good from LA to New York to Detroit up to Boston I'm good from the Bay to Atlanta to the shore down to Austin And I'm good from LA to New York to Detroit up to Boston (yeah, alright) I got a crib on both coasts, hell, yeah, I got options In the Lambo truck, windows up, hundred degrees Got my numbers up, numbers up, chargin' a fee I got options (whoo!), I got options Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (I got options) Yeah, they show me love everywhere I go overseas Got a different fit every time I step on the scene I got options (whoo!), I got options Heard you got no choices, bet I got options (options) Fuck it, Mansionz, aye
Writer(s): Joseph Kirkland, Matthew Tyler Musto, Andrew Maxwell Goldstein, Mike Posner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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