Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Brian
Rich Brian
Vocals
AUGUST 08
AUGUST 08
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Imanuel
Brian Imanuel
Songwriter
Joseph M. Hill, Jr.
Joseph M. Hill, Jr.
Songwriter
Josh Crosby
Josh Crosby
Songwriter
Sheldon Young
Sheldon Young
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Channel Tres
Channel Tres
Producer
Joseph M. Hill, Jr.
Joseph M. Hill, Jr.
Producer
Josh Crosby
Josh Crosby
Producer
Rich Brian
Rich Brian
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, da, da, da Said, ah, ah, ah, no starvin', ahem, yeah Hope is gone, is gone, since I been in Arizona, yeah I fell in love, in love, since I been in Arizona Ooh, when the sun comes through the grass, I know exactly who to call Watchin' the sun set in your eyes but I spend the night alone Ooh, in Arizona, in Arizona, in Arizona Ooh, in Arizona, in Arizona, in fuckin' Arizona Transportin' through the land, searchin' for the desert sand World tour, Jodeci, "Diary of a Mad Band" 4 AM, microdose, feelin' like a mad man Don't want none of that, eyes on the game plan Pink haze, lemonade, Ma said, "Brian can't misbehave" But I feel like Yeezy beamin' out the Milky Way People try to stop me, but I'm surfing through the waves I know, [?] don't need to give a light show People wonderin' where in the fuck is Indo Starin' at my screen, I need a fuckin' window Yeah, cold out so I wear a mink coat Damn, it feel good to be a boss Eyes wide open like I'm smokin' on the rocks Never spent bread even though I got alot Still like to rap even though I sing alot Money flipper, I'm earnin' burnin' Catalina wine mixer Workin' out so much, you might just see me in the Sixers I'm lookin' pretty good, you might just wanna hide your sisters I put 'em in their feelings, get them listenin' to SZA Top down, ass up, pussy so good got me doin' back flips Livin' memories over on my mattress Damn it taste good, drinkin' from the cactus Zero gravity in the room like NASA All I hear is heart beats growin' faster Mention everything, fuck it it's the last song Asked you a question, where's the fuckin' answer? Ooh, in Arizona, in Arizona, in Arizona Ooh, in Arizona, in Arizona, in fuckin' Arizona Everyday I gotta regulate, only thing you couldn't do is pray Remind me of the pussy that I ate, hit 'em with another power play Man, let's face it, they don't really listen to the music They just want to take a trend and they gon' use it Been a minute since I've heard a lyric That can move somebody in their feelings I just started spittin', then I'm killin' it I love these women, I'm a feminist I'm just talkin', they call me a lyricist I'ma make a debut album after this It's the end, but I'm just gettin' started Feel like the finale and no offense, I'm the one and only But I swear about a thousand Indonesian kids will come with me Say goodbye to your baby girl Say goodbye to your picket fence You're about to get drafted, drafted Drafted in the war games We've been watchin' down in Panama Within our Valentino camouflage Lookin' like I'm drafted, drafted Drafted in the war games Yeah, I fuckin' love The Office Dude, when I saw the season finale I literally cried I cried, I've never cried that hard before Really? Why? Yeah, 'cause it was so emotional What happened? What? What happened? Um, Michael Scott fuckin' died Really? Yeah How? Umm, I think he died from a heart attack. He couldn't like handle the depression of the office anymore Oh my god Yeah Were people crying? Yeah Damn, I did not know that Mm-hmm He died? Yeah So they killed him off the show? Yeah, on the last fuckin' episode Amen
Writer(s): Ray Jacobs, Jared Lee, Sheldon Young, Brian Soewarno, Joseph Hill, Joshua Crosby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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