Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amir Obe
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nylz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Where your love now?
Pour my heart our to the floors now
Treating love like a drug, I be drugged out
Treat your feelings like a target, bring them guns out
Kept on shooting just to prove that you ain't on now
Put a ring on the middle finger, fuck you
Hope it stings just a little when it cuts through
Kept a distant from them women that be telling all
All them stories you ain't told, you can tell 'em now
I don't get enough credit
Unless we scammin', understand we get enough credit
I make it work either way till the peace stop
I'm seeing all my enemies throw the peace sign, no peace
[Verse 2]
Let them bodies hit the floor now
Let them bodies hit the floor now, now, now, now, now
Let them bodies hit the floor now
[Verse 3]
Where your love now?
Pour my heart our to the floors now
Treating love like a drug, I be drugged out
Treat your feelings like a target, bring them guns out
Kept on shooting just to prove that you ain't on
[Verse 4]
Where your love now?
Pour my heart our to the floors now
Treating love like a drug, I be drugged out
Treat your feelings like a target, bring them guns out
Kept-kept on shooting just to prove that you ain't on
[Verse 5]
Where your love now?
In the bottom of this bottle, I'll go drunk now
If I'm sober, then it's over, say it's done now
Won't play it smarter, I'ma martyr, I'll go dumb now
I'm still open, I'm just hoping you ain't shut down
I can see your soul when I'm looking in your eye
Tryna feel alive but you killing all the vibe, yeah
Found the treasure, girl you'll mix the truth with a lie, yeah
Tryna touch you, but you've never given me a sign, yeah
[Verse 6]
Let them bodies hit the floor
Let them bodies hit the floor
Now, now, now, now, now, oh yeah
Let the bodies hit the floor now, now, now, now, now, yeah
Written by: Amir Obe, El-mahdi Ahmed