Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Oliver Tree
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oliver Tree
Songwriter
Ethan Snoreck
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oliver Tree
Producer
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Mike Freesh
Mixing Engineer
Whethan
Producer
Lyrics
Woo
Okay
Like you all that
No way
Quit running your big mouth like you all that
Nobody catch ya ass when you fall back
Bitch, I look away, I never saw that
I was running through the trenches in a war mask
Stop looking at me like I was deranged (Okay)
Do you ever think I feel your pain? (No way)
Extraordinary specimen, lit 'til the day I die
Smoke clouds help me float on by
I been high my whole goddamn life
Even my momma couldn't tell me why
Why I'm such a sick motha fucka
Let me take a hit (Okay)
Now let me take another
I'm falling, and I can't stand up
My dad used to tell me man up
Me and my brother put the gloves on
But now I'm too fucked up to function (No way)
I collapsed in the middle of the street just a block away
Acting like you're all that
Go fuck yourself
Woo
Okay
Like you all that
No way
I'm all that and a little bit extra
Fuck the sideline, bitch I'm next up
Recognize when you see my face
I could gain your shit while you walk away
Good luck, it's not your day
Maybe next year you can take a break
No way, don't follow me
Bitch, what you want, an apology?
You're a wannabe
I changed my number, stop calling me (Okay)
Google me if you wanna see, but don't bother me (No way)
Honestly, it's not hard for me, I go super hard
No joke, the kid just broke the wall going supercharging
Extraordinary specimen, lit 'til the day I die
Smoke clouds help me float on by
I been high my whole goddamn life
Even my momma couldn't tell me why
Bitch, stop acting like you're all that
Writer(s): Ethan Snoreck, Oliver Nickell
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