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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skrillex
Skrillex
Programming
Swae Lee
Swae Lee
Vocals
Siiickbrain
Siiickbrain
Additional Vocals
Rex Kudo
Rex Kudo
Programming
Heavy Mellow
Heavy Mellow
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caroline Miner Smith
Caroline Miner Smith
Songwriter
Everett Romano
Everett Romano
Songwriter
Khalif Brown
Khalif Brown
Songwriter
Frank Post
Frank Post
Songwriter
Rex Kudo
Rex Kudo
Songwriter
Sonny Moore
Sonny Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skrillex
Skrillex
Producer
Rex Kudo
Rex Kudo
Producer
Illangelo
Illangelo
Additional Producer
Drew Gold
Drew Gold
Assistant Producer
Heavy Mellow
Heavy Mellow
Producer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
JP Negrete
JP Negrete
Recording Engineer
Juan Negrete
Juan Negrete
Recording Engineer

Letra

Keep putting your hands together That's hard (Hey, c'mon) Da-da-da-da-da (let's go) Who the fuck put you in charge? (In charge, charge) Was it love that made you go so hard? (Go hard) You've been good to me so far (so far) Go to old school route Mom's garage (mom's garage) I can see you tomorrow (tomorrow) I can see you on and off (and on) I've been drinkin' all morning long And I'm the one that you should done Should we just call it off? You were shinin' and I saw you from afar (so far, far, far) Might as well say that you're mad at the world Since you're sayin' that it's everyone's fault (my fault, fuck) This is too bizarre (bizarre) But I like things how they are (they are) Yeah, this is too bizarre (bizarre) But I love things how they are (they are) My mega superstar (star) Baby, we don't have to talk (to talk) Ooh, ah, 'cause you're driftin' off (what?) Yeah, you just keep driftin' off (what?) (Guess what?) Break up me or make love Turn it up (and you're losing your temper), burn it up Fuck up all my makeup Fuck it up (and you're losing your temper), fuck it up Break shop No, you ain't nobody's bitch (bitch) Pull up in that Benz And I'm 'bout to handle business (business) Got me killin' shit, yeah Can I get a witness? (Witness) Yeah, we 'bout to flex on these hoes Call it fitness (yeah, yeah) This is too bizarre (bizarre) But I like things how they are (how they are) Yeah, this is too bizarre (bizarre) But I love things how they are (how they are) My mega superstar (ooh-ooh) Baby, we don't have to talk (we don't have to talk) Ooh, ah, 'cause you're driftin' off Yeah, you just keep driftin' off Never be the same once I catch flame (flame) Hater tried to play me like a lame (lame) Real, we just came to rampage (page) I just wanna break the stage (stage) Everyone go insane (go!) Everybody go insane ('sane) Rockstar hall of fame (fame) Now they're gonna know your name (Guess what?) Break up me or make love Turn it up (and you're losing your temper), burn it up Fuck up all my makeup Fuck it up (and you're losing your temper), fuck it up
Writer(s): Rex Kudo, Sonny Moore, Everett Ryan Romano, Khalif Malik Ibin Shaman Brown, Caroline Minder Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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