Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Vocals
Bizzy
Vocals
Krizz Kaliko
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Michael "Seven" Summers
Songwriter
Samuel Christopher Watson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben "Bengineer" Cybulsky
Mixing Engineer
Michael "Seven" Summers
Producer
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(OK)
[Verse 2]
Walk right up in the room like, fuck everybody but me
(Everybody but me)
Lookin' like this all good, but fuck everybody but me
(Everybody but me)
And I really wish a **** would say, fuck everybody but me
(Everybody but me)
And you could be just like me say, fuck everybody
Everybody but me, everybody but me, everybody but me
(Finna go up)
Everybody but me say, fuck everybody
(OK)
[Verse 3]
K-C-M-O born and raised, if you ain't get the memo
Slippin' in my city is a N-O
We put down a demo, then go stuffin' them hoes in a limo
'Cause they say they servin' more jaw than Jay Leno
What they seein' walk through the doors, winners
Haters muggin' us because they hoes, grinners
Sinners better simmer when thinkin' they wanna chin us
Better remember it ain't nothin' but rogue in us
[Verse 4]
Steppin' out with Tech Nina, yes sir
Weather remains, wetter she came
Next thing you know man, that girl want everything, everything
When it's playin' she saying, this my shit
That's why they be waitin' in line to kiss my grip
[Verse 5]
Offer true paid dues, I'm not selfish
But you may lose if I could help it
Step into this Piru-made groove
Wearing the opposite of blue suede shoes, Elvis
[Verse 6]
Walk right up in the room like, fuck everybody but me
(Everybody but me)
Looking like this all good, but fuck everybody but me
(Everybody but me)
And I really wish a **** would say, fuck everybody but me
(Everybody but me)
And you could be just like me say, fuck everybody
Everybody but me, everybody but me, everybody but me
(Finna go up)
Everybody but me, everybody but me
('Bout to go up)
Everybody but me, everybody but me
(Finna go up)
Everybody but me, say fuck everybody
(OK)
[Verse 7]
We drinkin', why you wonder why your woman winkin'?
Trip with us, you're headed for extinction
We just bringin' Brinks in to buy the bar, get everybody drinkin'
People looking salty must be smokin' Jesse Pinkman
Everybody (But me)
Looking broke and (Dusty)
That's how you're lady look at me
That's why she wanna (Cuff me)
I'm gonna shine, never (Rusty)
Every year I come back with another one
They never gonna (Hush me)
[Verse 8]
She wanna get close to touch a strange, Jim
She say you don't remember me 'cause I just became slim
Ah, ye-ye-ye-ye-yeah
That's right I know you from, um, so and so what's her name and them?
They know the Tech Nina is always coming hotter than hell's pit
And I'm steady drinkin' like I'm a Celtic
Why they trippin' with me?
'Cause now I'm dippin' with she
And I'm gonna give her what she need, pelvis
[Verse 9]
Walk right up in the room like, fuck everybody but me
(Everybody but me)
Looking like this all good, but fuck everybody but me
(Everybody but me)
And I really wish a **** would say, fuck everybody but me
(Everybody but me)
And you could be just like me say, fuck everybody
Everybody but me, everybody but me, everybody but me
(Finna go up)
Everybody but me, everybody but me
('Bout to go up)
Everybody but me, everybody but me
(Finna go up)
Everybody but me say, fuck everybody
(OK)
Written by: Tech N9ne