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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dominic Fike
Dominic Fike
Vocals
Yasmeen Al-Mazeedi
Yasmeen Al-Mazeedi
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dominic Fike
Dominic Fike
Songwriter
Sam Homaee
Sam Homaee
Songwriter
Jon Wienner
Jon Wienner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dominic Fike
Dominic Fike
Producer
Sam Homaee
Sam Homaee
Recording Engineer
Jon Wienner
Jon Wienner
Recording Engineer
The Roommates
The Roommates
Producer
Ryan Dulude
Ryan Dulude
Assistant Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Robin Florent
Robin Florent
Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Letra

I hope they cancel me (why? Why?) So I can go be with my family (why? Why?) So I can quit wearin' this mask, dawg (damn) Tell the people, "Kiss my ass, dawg" (yeah, yeah) I hope they crucify me (why?) I hope they put me down, I hope they euthanize me I hope I never, ever have to go on TV Motherfucker, Jimmy Kimmel does not wanna meet me I told my manager, "No more parties in Los Angeles" Last night, I fell deeper than Brockhampton down a rabbit hole Did so much blow, I won't never find my appetite On my way home, I crashed into a satellite That's why my phone was obsolete for half the night That's why my dome is ringin', baby As of right now, my job is to lie down I hope they cancel me (why? Why?) So I can go be with my family (why? Why?) So I can quit wearin' this mask, dawg (damn) Tell the people, "Kiss my ass, dawg" (yeah, yeah) I hope they cancel me (why? Why?) So I can go be with my family (why? Why?) So I can quit wearin' this mask, dawg (damn) Tell the people, "Kiss my ass, dawg" (yeah, yeah) Look, after tour, I broke up with my girlfriend (why?) To fuck a bunch of bitches that I couldn't back then And yeah, that was cool, but now I'm empty as my room I guess my Insta keep me busy, I got plenty things to do But I told Reed, "No more of this L.A. shit" Last night keeps flashin' and I can't take it, one sec Shut that phone up 'fore I break it, hol' up Take me home before I say it I hope they banish me, I miss my family tree I was a family man, and now I'm just the man to see If you can't pay your rent or be responsible financially They need you, I hope I get Me Too'd I hope they cancel me (why? Why?) So I can go be with my family (why? Why?) So I can quit wearin' this mask, dawg (damn) Tell the people, "Kiss my ass, dawg" (yeah, yeah) I hope they cancel me (why? Why?) So I can go be with my family (why? Why?) So I can quit wearin' this mask, dawg (damn) Tell the people, "Kiss my ass, dawg" (yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Sam Homaee, Jon Wienner, Dominic David Fike Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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