制作

出演艺人
Triple One
Triple One
表演者
Lil Dijon
Lil Dijon
声乐
Marty Bugatti
Marty Bugatti
声乐
Obi Ill Terrors
Obi Ill Terrors
声乐
作曲和作词
Conor Grealish
Conor Grealish
作曲
Dominic Kim
Dominic Kim
作曲
Martin Guilfoyle
Martin Guilfoyle
作曲
William Gunns
William Gunns
作曲
制作和工程
Billy Gunns
Billy Gunns
制作人

歌词

She wanna sign a poster, so I fuck her like I know her
Got it in the boot, but stay creeping till I blow up
Drink until I die, got them brews up in the rover
You's a fucking bitch, we stay mutts like it ain't over
Ratty with my hair, you too happy even care
Staying sets with couple chairs, still an addict to the bend
Sleeping in the grass, so see she left me with my heart
Guess I'll die another day, guess that future gotta wait
Ever since I had the evidence
You ain't even finna check the shit
I been up, up in my room with the pen and ink
You fuckers just praying for severance
It's li-like death to em all, if you let 'em in
Burning that bridge with a candle bitch
I've been cu-cut with a hot you can't handle it
You fuckers just praying for severance, ill...
Smile to myself and walk
I don’t ever flinch when you stare and talk
You finna get bought but I’m married to my thoughts
Your bodies intact but your minds divorced
So ya feel confident please don’t young sport
Cross my path, you will get caught
Everything my voice touch, can’t help headbang
Everything my hands grasp, turn gold loo fang
How did you become so irrelevant?
I’m in a room and its full up with elephants
Focusing my one elevens
You know it’s my time - so just let me in
Running this shit with such elegance
Holding your hand out I’ll put nothing in it
You’ll weather away like the elements
Don’t blink for a second; we’ll take you away
Ever since I had the evidence
You ain't even finna check the shit
I been up, up in my room with the pen and ink
You fuckers just praying for severance
It's li-like death to em all, if you let 'em in
Burning that bridge with a candle bitch
I've been cu-cut with a hot you can't handle it
You fuckers just praying for severance, ill...
You's a fuck up needa call it off
Sick of fuckers tryna talk about
See you running when the penny drop
Shut a mouth you keep talking out
Takes one line make you disappear
Up the back with a lazy beer
Settle down, needa talk a bit
Walking blind for the horse of it
I am a cold man, I have no soul man
Drink all day just to lie to the ocean
Tell me I'm lying, I know this
You walked in, didn’t think I would notice
You been pushing that olden
Still don't know why but they thinking its golden
I am cold man, I have no soul man
Ever since I had the evidence
You ain't even finna check the shit
I been up, up in my room with the pen and ink
You fuckers just praying for severance
It's li-like death to em all, if you let 'em in
Burning that bridge with a candle bitch
I've been cu-cut with a hot you can't handle it
You fuckers just praying for severance, ill...
Written by: Conor Grealish, Dominic Kim, Martin Guilfoyle, William Gunns
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