Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Powers Evans
Miles Powers Evans
Songwriter
Christian Alexander Smith
Christian Alexander Smith
Songwriter
Koby Rodriguez
Koby Rodriguez
Songwriter
Garrett Owens
Garrett Owens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Garrett Owens
Garrett Owens
Producer
Atwood
Atwood
Engineer

Lyrics

Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? What you want? Bet she want somethin' top echelon Smokin' that reggie, um, that will not cut it For her so I bet she gone, I'm sayin' fuck it Really I'm glad she gone What's all the ruckus, like huh? Triple my exes Tentacion, flashy, naw Fuck that fuss, ain't no rapper don Rapid bomb yall, Molotov, I'm the captain Capcom shit, Street Fighter I'm stabbin' 'em This a long time comin' so I'm jabbin' on Had a calm chat, lil' spat, real fast Then I'm back at home Blow one for your sorrows Blow two for those killed by the Five-O No tool, keep it real, what do I know? Rap by the book like I'm thumpin' on a bible I ain't nothin' to my idols yeah What you want? Naw Really I don't care Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? All of my vision is skewed All I can think of is you Am I in love or is it just the booze? Am I an asshole not reading the room? Undressing yourself, got the chains on you too Hands round your neck but your mans coming soon I hope he don't see that your chest is all bruised I hope he don't notice the marks on your neck That my fingertips left when he's coming to scoop Messy sheets on the bed, don't tend to reflect after sex But the pain in my heart just conflicts with my head So I'm stripping you down to forget what I said I know that it's fucked, to me, a regret I broke down your walls just to cope with my ex So you're feeling used and I feel like shit I wanted you all but I fucked you instead It's a mistake that I made I hope you forgive me for shit that I said When I'm down in my grave After I'm gone, hope the doubt don't remain Hopefully over the inflicted pain That I gave to you back then I'm a dick for the way I was actin Then my ego died, fuck relaxing My pride and persona's relapsing Sorry for asking Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want? Shit, what you want?
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