Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moose Truffle
Violin
Rodz
Drums
GrandMastaFunk
Drums
Imogen Heap
Harmony Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Beau Evan Boudewyne Berkhout
Songwriter
Jessai Gomez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Moose Truffle
Producer
GrandMastaFunk
Executive Producer
disastre
Producer
Lyrics
This ain't right
This ain't right
I hope the next pill will take my life
And why lie oh my god girl why lie?
You drop the drugs baby not at all
I'll be at your side by the time you call
Anything you want, watchu want the most?
I've been wasting time fucking with these woes
Out of everything this is what you show
Don't understand that shit
I see the Glock I see my head just wanna blam that bitch
There's many men that want me dead that wanna end me
Even when I'm gone yeah I hope you forget me
This ain't right
This ain't right
I hope the next pill will take my life
And why liе oh my god girl why lie?
You drop the drugs baby not at all
Circle back to a brand nеw beginning
Mothafuckas thinking I ain't winning
Roll back to the 90's like I'm from it
Born in 01 in Florida like I run it
Bitches playing games like a cube
Perfected nostalgia trap and it's true
Like my g-shock this shit is timeless
Looking at my girl I know she priceless
Made a new genre like a swede
Stick right to the code so yknow it's a creed
Stretch out time like my last name Reed
I'm just growing and aging divine like it's mead
They always tell me to let go of the past
Can't be doing that cause I market off of that
I can think about the future but I don't
Leave a legacy and carve me out of stone
I don't miss the old me but I got nostalgia
I ain't no leader cause I ain't no alpha
Used to have bitches on my line all the time
Moose Truffle staying cause this sub-genre mine
This ain't right
This ain't right
I hope the next pill will take my life
And why lie oh my god girl why lie?
You drop the drugs baby not at all
I'll be at your side by the time you call
Anything you want, watchu want the most?
I've been wasting time fucking with these woes
Out of everything this is what you show
Don't understand that shit
I see the Glock I see my head just wanna blam that bitch
There's many men that want me dead that wanna end me
Even when I'm gone yeah I hope you forget me
This ain't right
This ain't right
I hope the next pill will take my life
And why lie oh my god girl why lie?
You drop the drugs baby not at all
Used to watch VHS of the things I love
Now I gotta run this genre from a scrub
Gotta go back to a time where life mattered
Past expectations made of glass, shattered
Shoutout to Lil B the bass and based god
Revving up the sub-genre like a hotrod
This ain't cloud rap but real nostalgia trap
They downplayed it but it's all on the map
Kickstart a trend that I didn't mean to do
Shoutout to the people still here, do you
The flames can't die cause I use alcohol
Bitches sleep like they overdose on Adderall
I promise to the past that I'm gonna move on
But it's hard resisting it like a bogo coupon
This ain't right
This ain't right
I hope the next pill will take my life
And why lie oh my god girl why lie?
You drop the drugs baby not at all
I'll be at your side by the time you call
Anything you want, watchu want the most?
I've been wasting time fucking with these woes
Out of everything this is what you show
Don't understand that shit
I see the Glock I see my head just wanna blam that bitch
There's many men that want me dead that wanna end me
Even when I'm gone yeah I hope you forget me
This ain't right
This ain't right
I hope the next pill will take my life
And why lie oh my god girl why lie?
You drop the drugs baby not at all
Written by: Beau Evan Boudewyne Berkhout, Jessai Gomez