Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
LUCKI
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucki Camel Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
marcusbasquiat
Producer
Lyrics
(This is a high quality film, right?)
Like after that
Well, I don't care no more, aye
I don't, uh, yo, uh, yo, show me, aye
Yo show me 'round
Show me through your town
Tell me with the, aye
Like after that
Well, I don't care no more, aye
Yo, aye, watch me, yo, yeah
Aye, yo, yo show me, aye, aye
You remind me with the scope
After that
Well, I don't care no more, aye
Like I'ma spend it in a day for sure, aye
I text your addy
I'll be there before the show, aye
She my lil' buddy
She be there before the show, aye
She don't like that money
So we get high before we go, aye, whoa
I see the faking
You tell me somethin' to keep me 'round
Show me 'round your town
All I need is scope
It won't bring me down
Pretty when I poke
It just bring me down
Whenever they talk to you
It just gon' bring me down, whoa, ayo
Stumbling out of bounds
All this blind advice
I can't hear a sound
Riding with the scope, aye
They just want me down
Ego, head too big
I can't feel my crown, whoa, yo
Devil in a gown
I can't stay around
I can't stay around
Keep my head afloat
.30s keep me down
She keep asking questions
I just raise a sound
I used to run with them
They stumbling out of bounds
I'm not even home
I need to get out of town
Aye whoa
Like after that
Well I don't care no more
You a dummy if you ask me
Aye, whoa, aye
Like if you hit me
I'll be there for sure
I put my money to the backseat
Bitch you didn't ask me
I'm spending like an athlete
If I buy all the drink
I wonder if he gon' tax me
Aye, whoa, aye
Like after that
Well, I don't care no more
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Written by: Lc Camel Jr, Marc-alexandre Bes