Video musical

Créditos

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan O'Leary
Ryan O'Leary
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan O'Leary
Ryan O'Leary
Producer
Brian Kidd
Brian Kidd
Mixing Engineer

Letra

You know All I really wanna say is I don't fuck with you, that's the recipe Naked on a beach Couple Perri's, yeah I got all the love that I'll ever need Cadillac seats California weed, yeah So I don't fuck with you, that's the recipe (You that's the recipe) Drinks so sweet when the champagne free, yeah And I got all the love that I'll ever need (Love that I'll ever need) I don't fuck with you 'cause you already fucked me, yeah (Ready fucked me, yeah-yeah-yeah) What's next I don't answer your text 'Cause I know you been stressed Thinkin' I'ma have sex tonight (Sex tonight) Well, what's left Shit, I already undressed So I don't think it's far fetched that I'ma have sex tonight Yeah, you're probably right And you just wanna know if I'm upset But I swear to God I couldn't feel more alive And I really hope that you ain't feelin' nothin' less Even though you were the one who acted foolish (Foolish) I ain't trippin' of this shit, I'm on some new shit (On some new shit) And I ain't slippin', not again, I got a new bitch We've already been through this So baby listen to it (To this yeah, yeah) I don't fuck with you, that's the recipe (That's the recipe) Naked on a beach Couple Perri's, yeah (Couple Perri's, yeah) I got all the love that I'll ever need (That I'll ever need) Cadillac seats California weed, yeah (California weed, yeah) So I don't fuck with you, that's the recipe (You that's the recipe) Drinks so sweet when the champagne free, yeah And I got all the love that I'll ever need (Love that I'll ever need) I don't fuck with you 'cause you already fucked me, yeah (Ready fucked me, yeah-yeah-yeah) Had to let it go When I die, they'll burry me in headphones (In headphones) I don't fuck with you, it will be written on my headstone (On my headstone) Rather fuck my music 'till it's pregnant and the legs blown (And the legs blown) While you still out here wonderin' if I would take your friends home Yeah, you're probably right (Probably right) And you just wanna know if I'm upset (If I'm upset) But I swear to God I couldn't feel more alive (More alive) And I really hope that you ain't feelin' nothin' less (Nothin' less) Feelin' nothin' less Yeah, yeah You took the time that you needed You took my heart now it's bleedin' out But you still feel defeated And I don't care how your feelin' now I got love for you, yeah, yeah Said, I got love for you, yeah, yeah But I don't fuck with you, yeah, yeah No more Or-or-or I don't fuck with you, that's the recipe (That's the recipe) Naked on a beach Couple Perri's, yeah (Couple Perri's, yeah) I got all the love that I'll ever need (That I'll ever need) Cadillac seats California weed, yeah (California weed, yeah) So I don't fuck with you, that's the recipe (You that's the recipe) Drinks so sweet when the champagne free, yeah And I got all the love that I'll ever need (Love that I'll ever need) I don't fuck with you 'cause you already fucked me, yeah (Ready fucked me, yeah-yeah-yeah) I don't fuck with you, that's the recipe (That's the recipe) Naked on a beach Couple Perri's, yeah (Couple Perri's, yeah) I got all the love that I'll ever need (That I'll ever need) Cadillac seats California weed, yeah (California weed, yeah) So I don't fuck with you, that's the recipe (You that's the recipe) Drinks so sweet when the champagne free, yeah And I got all the love that I'll ever need (Love that I'll ever need) I don't fuck with you 'cause you already fucked me, yeah So that's it That's the one thing I had to say Actually One more thing Fuck you Haha
Writer(s): Ryan O'leary Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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