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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yeat
Yeat
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Shadrow
Aaron Shadrow
Songwriter
Teo Halm
Teo Halm
Songwriter
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Songwriter
Anton Martín Mendo
Anton Martín Mendo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aaron Shadrow
Aaron Shadrow
Producer
Teo Halm
Teo Halm
Producer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Mastering Engineer
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Mixing Engineer
star boy
star boy
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, I can never quit (Quit) Yeah, I can never quit (No, no) But I hope you do the things you said you never did (Woo-woo-woo) Make a new life You don't fit inside my fuckin' shoe, right? (Right?) I don't need no diamonds, I need all money You don't do the job, do the job right Oh, you one of them bad types? (Yeah) Oh, you on that last flight? (Phew) Do you think it look bad, right? Heard you need somebody, don't you ever call me I'm inside my Maybach smokin' cigs, thinkin' Why the fuck you think that you could trust me? (Why?) I've been off them drugs, but I'm still tweakin' (Yeah) I don't think that nobody could feel me And you say you live like a God (God, God-God) I feel like God (God, goddammit) And I live like God (God, God-God) I live off thе grid, you don't know me You don't even know thе old me Only thing that you should know, is about me You wish that you could grow, bitch, I'ma see I think the whole world fake, except me You beggin' "Please" on your knees sayin', "Accept me" I'm overseas for a breeze on this jetski I do believe that nothin' gon impress me I'm way too rich to be thinkin' 'bout this shit I'm way too rich, I'm diabolical as shit I'm way too rich, don't give a fuck if you get hit Matter fact, I don't even wanna see you die, I wanna see you live So you can think about all the shit you did, and where you went wrong. and what the fuck you thought you coulda' did Yeah, I love swimmin' with the fish, I love sittin' in a bottomless pit full of— Yeah, I can never quit (Quit) Yeah, I can never quit (No, no) But I hope you do the things you said you never did (Woo-woo-woo) Make a new life You don't fit inside my fuckin' shoe, right? (Right?) I don't need no diamonds, I need all money (All money) You don't do the job, do the job right Oh, you one of them bad types? (Yeah) Oh, you on that last flight? (Phew) Do you think it look bad, right? Heard you need somebody, don't you ever call me (Call me) I'm inside my Maybach smokin' cigs, thinkin' Why the fuck you think that you could trust me? (Why?) I've been off them drugs, but I'm still tweakin' (Yeah) I don't think that nobody could feel me And you say you live like a God (God, God-God) I feel like God (God, goddammit) And I live like God (God, God-God)
Writer(s): Anton Martin Mendo, Teo Halm, Noah Olivier Smith, Aaron Miles Shadrow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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