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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alec King
Alec King
Performer
Patrick McManus
Patrick McManus
Programming
Michael McCall
Michael McCall
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alec King
Alec King
Composer
Patrick McManus
Patrick McManus
Composer
Michael McCall
Michael McCall
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alec King
Alec King
Co-Producer
Patrick McManus
Patrick McManus
Additional Producer
Anthony Kronfle
Anthony Kronfle
Mixing Engineer
Michael McCall
Michael McCall
Producer

Lyrics

Four seater with a two seater vibe
Fuck it, I wanna get high
BMW, I'm lookin' in your eye
I wish you were lookin' in mine
Four seater with a two seater vibe
Fuck it, I wanna get high
BMW, I'm lookin' in your eye
I wish you were lookin' in mine
Why you always stress about the past?
You don't wanna do it like that
BMW, I'm lookin' in your eye
I wish you were lookin' in mine
These days Siri gotta wake me up
Close down Sephora, looks like we are never makin' up
I said that I feel you but you don't believe me
I been through it too, you think I would go and make shit up?
I know that heartbreak, I know that life
I know that feelin' when you're down so the doctor prescribes
I know that feelin' when you fightin' with your home team
'Cause you feel like they don't listen, now this fuckin' up your family life
Depression is a bitch, yeah, I know
Mix it with anxiety, I got a little both
Yeah, that perfect storm never really settles
You just gotta start learnin', see that good shit grow
It's there, I swear, you just gotta open up
And stare over there, stop lookin' at broken stuff
Girl, I already know you tough, we been in the cold enough
We don't gotta talk a lot, just tell me how you holdin' up
Four seater with a two seater vibe
Fuck it, I wanna get high
BMW, I'm lookin' in your eye
I wish you were lookin' in mine
Four seater with a two seater vibe
Fuck it, I wanna get high
BMW, I'm lookin' in your eye
I wish you were lookin' in mine
You say that you don't wanna kill yourself
But you starting to second guess life
You say that you hate me but you really miss the times
When you were always by my side
Damn, your brain really plays tricks on you
When you can't get out of bed and you look up in the sky
And nothin' is lookin' back, that shit quiet like Kawhi
Competition runnin' laps, and you watchin' through those eyes
That have seen everything from hell and back
So give yourself a little credit for gettin' through that past
Sleep paralysis, you ain't even takin' a nap
Thinkin' in reverse only makin' you backtrack
You hate people that love you, you miss people that hate you
Feel you give them an inch, and they all gotta take two
You give anyone your heart, you think all they gon' do is break you
That ain't true, look at this shit from a different angle, I said
Four seater with a two seater
Fuck it
Lookin' in your eye
I wish you were lookin' in mine, fuck it
Four seater with a two seater vibe
Fuck it, I wanna get high
BMW, I'm lookin' in your eye
I wish you were lookin' in mine
Why you always stress about the past?
You don't wanna do it like that
BMW, I'm lookin' in your eye
I wish you were lookin' in mine, fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it
Written by: Alec King, Alexander King, Michael McCall, Patrick McManus
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