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Çıkış Tarihi6 Mayıs 2026
FirmaIndependent Co.
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM97

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Electric Guest
Electric Guest
Performer
Asa Taccone
Asa Taccone
Lead Vocals
Cole Marsden Greif Neill
Cole Marsden Greif Neill
Drums, Electric Guitar
Wade Ryff
Wade Ryff
Bass Guitar, Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Asa Taccone
Asa Taccone
Songwriter
Cole Marsden Greif Neill
Cole Marsden Greif Neill
Songwriter
Matthew Compton
Matthew Compton
Songwriter
Wade Ryff
Wade Ryff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Asa Taccone
Asa Taccone
Producer
Cole Marsden Greif Neill
Cole Marsden Greif Neill
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Hmplayed your money
Paid for the meal but they brought you nothing
Chainsaw stay buzzing
Big piece of pie until they cut it
Some ppl just lucky but the hand on your back makes you feel like a puppet again
Played with your money
Tap dance for it now you're trained like a monkey
Sweatin' like a junkie
Paid for the ride but the road's too rough
Up high it's sunny
But down on the ground it's grey and ugly again
So how do you win?
So eat the rich
So delish
Favorite dish
It's come to this
Just plead the fifth
It's worth the risk
Ok I know it
Reap what you sow it
They got the dynamite but you're gonna blow it
Dripping in jewels as they walk through the graveyard
Suffering fools till you take what you're made for
Your bloodline is clearly wrong
Outnumber by number one
No trust fund to sing your song
The dog has started barking again
Played with your money
No bow tie no playboy bunny
They claimed it was honey but halfway in didn't taste that sweet
Some bags get chunky but yours still slim no matter how you study to win
Again and again
So eat the rich
So delish
Favorite dish
Its come to this
They've hit the time limit
Its worth the risk
I'm like, ooh, my soul
Man I guess that I'm just paranoid
White face ghost
Build it up just so they can destroy
Playing this game too long
Somebody hit that gong
To end
It's time to begin
So eat the rich
They hold the chips
Burn down the ship
Just take your pick
Don't shake the hand that twists
You're made for this
Written by: Asa Taccone, Cole Marsden Greif Neill, Matthew Compton, Wade Ryff
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