Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Triple One
Performer
Lil Dijon
Vocals
Marty Bugatti
Vocals
Obi Ill Terrors
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Conor Grealish
Composer
Dominic Kim
Composer
Martin Guilfoyle
Composer
William Gunns
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Billy Gunns
Producer
Espa
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Crush my little lungs
Hope I see you in the audience
I don't think this life is very fun
Drink all night, catch eyes with everyone
[Verse 2]
These light they keep on whistling
And I don't think it's time for this again
Crease my pants and tie my collar in
This old bitch lost weight and collagen
[Verse 3]
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite
Don't need her but I want her like a fist fight, ay
Bad to the bottom till my die, ay
[Verse 4]
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite
Don't need her but I want her like a fist fight, ay
Bad to the bottom till my die, ay
[Verse 5]
Keep it by me bedside, on my hip my bed bites
Reaper rocking tie dye, burn that shit like campfire
Speak it like I'm sure, she don't wanna cause
She don't wanna die, think I saw her my
[Verse 6]
But I don't ever lie so I just tell it like it is
Tell it like it is or you'll get caught up in that mid draw
Sucking on a cigarette you could die by pitch fork
I don't wanna answer it and slide it to the destroy
[Verse 7]
I've seen your face before walking through the door
With a bright smile in you eyes, taking time to recognize
We'll never be the same, I'm hoping for the rain
Cleanse the ruff stuff covered us, enter new morn without fuss
[Verse 8]
Stay home, stay home, stay home
Stay home, stay home, stay always
Grips on my hair, hands on her waist
Sugar in the morning with the triple ace, ay
[Verse 9]
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite
Don't need her but I want her like a fist fight, ay
Bad to the bottom till my die, ay
[Verse 10]
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite
Don't need her but I want her like a fist fight, ay
Bad to the bottom till my die, ay
[Verse 11]
We can remain dancers out here on the sand dust
Number one romancer then treat you like cancer
All my power to people still battling with their evils
But you shit just isn't fair, Lord, forgive me to ever care
[Verse 12]
And it's ashes to ashes we still both feeling like it's mutual
Back it on back at everything
Crack a fat while I'm listening
'Cause usually I'm on the brink of failing
Remain to hold it together
With spit and bodily fluid put neck and back
[Verse 13]
Into it I'm through it and
We're meant to hold it together
And push my power to pleasure
Just to forget what the weather is like
On the other side of Kansas
City people are pretty tap ankles with ruby shoes
[Verse 14]
Just to get me in to the mood not being rude
I'm just seeing the engine like Europeans
Go harder than ninety BMs
Crack it I'm on a mission, don't listen to all the visions
They're missing a piece of brain and still flocking like forty, ay
[Verse 15]
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite
Don't need her but I want her like a fist fight, ay
Bad to the bottom till my die, ay
[Verse 16]
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite
Don't need her but I want her like a fist fight, ay
Bad to the bottom till my die, ay
[Verse 17]
You, huh
You, huh
[Verse 18]
Crush my little lungs
Hope I see you in the audience
I don't think this life is very fun
Drink all night, catch eyes with everyone
Written by: Conor Grealish, Dominic Kim, Martin Guilfoyle, William Gunns