音樂影片

音樂影片

積分

演出藝人
Yeat
Yeat
聲樂
詞曲
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
詞曲創作
Bart van Hoewijk
Bart van Hoewijk
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
混音師
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
母帶工程師
Bart How
Bart How
製作人
star boy
star boy
製作人

歌詞

[Intro]
Breathe
Breathe, breathe
Bre-Bre-Bre-Bre-Breathe, breathe
[Chorus]
I was bored, bought a jet, made a billion (Breathe)
Naw, fuck that bitch, I need a trillion (Breathe)
Naw, fuck that bitch, I need to feel it (Breathe)
Make me so damn mad, make me feel it (Breathe)
I won't ever give you time to (Breathe)
I won't ever give a fuck if you (Breathe)
I'on really give a fuck 'bout you (Breathe)
You need to chill, you need to breathe (Breathe)
I'ma ask you to leave (Breathe)
Yeah, my money so deep (Breathe)
And as far as I could tell, they wanna sound like me, they wanna be like me
[Refrain]
I'ma cut it open, I'm doing surgery
In that limelight, make 'em go insane
Yeah, I make 'em go insane
Why the fuck would you come?
When you level up, you makin' money, billion
And you make your money taller than the ceiling
I told you, I lost all feeling
Hold your breath till you pass out
I hope to god you crash out
I recommend you cash out
Heard you went up, now you going down
Know you know I don't stress
I could not care less
But she know I'm the best
[Verse 1]
Got 'em turning they heads
I know I'm an asshole
I know when I dip and go
I know when I lose control
Got the system on overload
I'on fuck with you, squish you like a bug
They ain't fuck with me, so it's fake love
I won't shake your hand, bitch, I need a glove
Wash the blood of my hands, I need Dove
I said, "Fuck love, bitch, I need a tug"
I make a fuck ton of money, you make none
I hit home-runs, bitch, you 'bout to bunt
I don't breathe because it's fun (Breathe)
[Chorus]
I was bored, bought a jet, made a billion (Breathe)
Naw, fuck that bitch, I need a trillion (Breathe)
Naw, fuck that bitch, I need to feel it (Breathe)
Make me so damn mad, make me feel it (Breathe)
I won't ever give you time to (Breathe)
I won't ever give a fuck if you (Breathe)
I'on really give a fuck 'bout you (Breathe)
You need to chill, you need to breathe (Breathe)
I'ma ask you to leave (Breathe)
Yeah, my money so deep (Breathe)
And as far as I could tell, they wanna sound like me, they wanna be like me
[Refrain]
I'ma cut it open, I'm doing surgery
In that limelight, make 'em go insane
Yeah, I make 'em go insane
Why the fuck would you come?
When you level up, you makin' money, billion
And you make your money taller than the ceiling
I told you, I lost all feeling
Hold your breath till you pass out
I hope to god you crash out
I recommend you cash out
Heard you went up, now you going down
Know you know I don't stress
I could not care less
But she know I'm the best
Written by: Anton Martín Mendo, Bart van Hoewijk, Noah Smith
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