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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yeat
Yeat
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Songwriter
Javier Mercado
Javier Mercado
Songwriter
Louis Esposito
Louis Esposito
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Synthetic
Synthetic
Producer
Keyon Christ
Keyon Christ
Producer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Mastering Engineer
upmadeit
upmadeit
Producer
Hitgirl
Hitgirl
Producer
Perdu
Perdu
Producer
ninetyniine
ninetyniine
Producer
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Mixing Engineer
Zamorrahhh
Zamorrahhh
Producer

Letras

Yeah, f- off, f- off Can't be mad that I'm well off Can't be mad that I did this sh- Can't be mad that I talk this, b- You a dumb motherf- You a dumb motherf-, uh You a dumb motherf- You a dumb motherf- You not full, but no amount could fit Sh-, why you always talkin' sh-? (Why?) 'Cause those Balenciagas counterfeit I just made the whole world my b- (yeah) I'm tryna see how much I can fit I don't like to talk, I plead the fifth And I'm prayin' that you make one wrong move It's no tellin' what I might or might not do Heard you say you won't fold, you won't bend Let's all get high as f- and pretend I'll be wrong 'til I die, 'til the end If I ask you if you lied, you say, "Yeah" You say, "Yeah" How could I make it up to you? I say, "You can't" Just get the f- away from me And it's more than that And it's more than this I'm just tryna imagine all the times I pissed I'm just tryna imagine why you'd do that sh- But I couldn't imagine it (yeah) And it's nowhere I'd rather be On the beach with a tragedy And she called me, "Your Majesty" Makin' movies up here so magically Yeah, and it's sad that you said what you wouldn't do And it's sad to look back at what you wouldn't do And it's sad, and it's sad And it's sad, and it's sad (ah) But I'm glad that you had your fun, you had your fun on it But I'm bad for the things I said and the things that I want on it How you mad that I got this money that I never even asked for? How you sad 'bout a slag? We wasn't even up for it Wasn't up, wasn't up, wasn't up, wasn't up, wasn't up, wasn't up I was broke, I was down, I was down bad, now I'm up, now I'm really up Yeah, I was out sad (out sad) in the Bentley truck I was out sad (out sad), we ain't give a f- I was out sad (out sad), I was in the mud I was out sad (out sad), I was so cold Yeah Is it bad that I serve by condition? Is it bad that you couldn't finish? Is it bad I lost every digit? Is it bad when you-? Is it? (Is it?) Is it bad when you-? (Yeah, is it?) Is it? When you terminate you Quit it (no), is it really ever? Tried to live it (no), even though you said you Already did it (no), when you told that you Really with it (no) You a broke a- bum, just admit it (no) I admit every time I'm a psychopath I admit every time I cried and laughed I remember the times we used to have I remember the nights we used to have Even remember times when they was bad Even remember times we never had (yeah) I can see all between the lines that you said that you wouldn't do And times that you said that you'd come, but you never do I heard planes, yeah, they fly, yeah, they fly 'til they never do We crash and we burn, turn the page or another two We go back and do things that we said that we'd never do (yeah) I say, "On God," but I never knew I like to fly, I like to fly a few Yeah, I already died, I already tried a few Yeah, don't be surprised (yeah), you know my life too
Writer(s): Noah Olivier Smith, Nathan Andrew Chen, Louis Esposito, Javier Mercado, Christian Keyon Boggs Jr., Daniel Mohsen Mohammadi, Joy Moreno, Francesca Simone Boszormenyi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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