Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doja Cat
Doja Cat
Vocals
Sam Barsh
Sam Barsh
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Barsh
Sam Barsh
Songwriter
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Songwriter
Jahlil Gunter
Jahlil Gunter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Barsh
Sam Barsh
Producer
Jay Versace
Jay Versace
Producer
Rian Lewis
Rian Lewis
Recording Engineer
Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Letras

Pull up in the '97 Benz (baby, get up in it) Sexy with that fire truck red (with the windows tinted) Smokin' while I cruise through the valley (you so ignorant) Looks like we don't give a shit (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit (looks like we don't give a-) Yeah, I ain't got no skeletons in my luxury walk-in They ain't know I'm innocent, baby, look who is talkin' They ain't even ready-spaghetti, baby, they sauceless Speedin' through the city, we medicated the horses You could hit up PETA, the paint on me make me gorgeous I'ma take the geese-and-chinchilla coat on a walk and Don't forget the cheetah print, speed up, come here, record it If that shit ain't bleedin' and screamin' I do not want it (take it back) Pull up in the '97 Benz (baby, get up in it) Sexy with that fire truck red (with the windows tinted) Smokin' while I cruise through the valley (you so ignorant) Looks like we don't give a- (looks like we don't give a shit) Said looks like we don't give a shit (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit (looks like we don't give a-) Yeah, said, "If these are clothes, motherfucker, what are those?" You look like a butter face, butter body, butter toes I put Can't Believe It on my early morning butter toast Y'all cannot believe I'm not a fiend and that it wasn't coke You look so uncomfortable, you could have a seat And several hundred more, hop up off my D just like a bunny go Hop up out the scene, and now they want it more, I don't know I like when they plead, "I'm beggin', please, now where the fuck is Doj'?" Pull up and they smiley instead (actin' stupid) Like they wasn't tryin' to fight me in threads ('bout some music) In a Tweet that I'ma probably still stand by (I'm ruthless) Keep ya money, funky bitch, 'cause I don't play about the (the rumors) They gon' buy it, they gon' pirate, they gon' play it, they consume it If you scootin', let me know 'cause that's a comment, that's a view And that's a ratin', that's some hatin', that's engagement, I could use and I can teach y'all how to do this, but I'd much rather be cruisin' Watch me pull up in the '97 Benz (baby, get up in it) Sexy with that fire truck red (with the windows tinted) Smokin' while I cruise through the Valley (you so ignorant) Looks like we don't give a shit, said (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit, hm (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit, yah (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit, huh, (looks like we don't give a shit) Looks like we don't give a shit, huh (looks like we don't give a-) Looks like we don't That's 'cause we don't, motherfucker That's 'cause we don't, little bitch That's 'cause we don't
Writer(s): Sam Barsh, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Jahlil Gunter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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