Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Molly Santana
Molly Santana
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Molly Santana
Molly Santana
Songwriter
Spencer
Spencer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Molly Santana
Molly Santana
Recording Engineer
Tom Levesque
Tom Levesque
Producer
Ben10k
Ben10k
Producer
Spencer
Spencer
Producer
Showjoe
Showjoe
Producer

Lyrics

Don't want no mess to clean, so maybe it's best to leave now
If I give you my energy, eventually, I'll start to wear down
Been trying to find some peace but what I feel you always come around (what I feel)
And, make me fall right back into the ground
Everything 'bout you feels so, so right (so right) so, so right (so right)
Askin' myself, "Where the fuck I find you?" (so right) fuck I find
Everything 'bout you feels so, so right (so right) so, so right (so right)
I'm hopin' you won't come fuck my life up (so right) come fuck my life up
Didn't know what it was when I met ya, all I knew was I gotta get ya
You too perfect, feel like a set-up, like a movie and baby girl breakfast
And I'm quick to answer your textes, and I'm quick to stunt on your exes
I finish first, she finish second, don't gotta flirt, I got 'em beggin'
Hand on my shirt, he say I'm sexy
He missin' work (yeah) he puttin' me first (oh, yeah)
He should be workin' (yeah) he addicted to me like a Perc' (oh, yeah)
He steady, stay lurkin' (yeah) he know if I lie, he be hurt (oh, yeah)
I promise I'm worth it (oh, yeah)
Don't want no mess to clean, so maybe it's best to leave now
If I give you my energy, eventually I'll start to wear down
Been trying to find some peace but what I feel you always come around (what I feel)
And, make me fall right back into the ground
Everything 'bout you feels so, so right (so right) so, so right (so right)
Askin' myself, "Where the fuck I find you?" (so right) fuck I find
Everything 'bout you feels so, so right (so right) so, so right (so right)
I'm hopin' you won't come fuck my life up (so right) come fuck my life up
You the only one that got me stuck, every day and night, I think of us
Every time we fight, I wanna hug, better talk it out and build more trust
I been heart minin', out of love, can you stick it out with me when times get tough?
Can you stick it out with me when times get tough?
Don't want no mess to clean, so maybe it's best to leave now
If I give you my energy, eventually, I'll start to wear down
Been trying to find some peace but what I feel, you always come around (what I feel)
And, make me fall right back into the ground
Everything 'bout you feels so, so right (so right) so, so right (so right)
Askin' myself, "Where the fuck I find you?" (so right) fuck I find
Everything 'bout you feels so, so right (so right) so, so right (so right)
I'm hopin' you won't come fuck my life up (so right) come fuck my life up
Written by: Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson, Jack Richard Thierer, Joseph Dagbe, Molly Santana, Spencer, Tom Levesque
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