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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Triple One
Performer
Lil Dijon
Vocals
Marty Bugatti
Vocals
Obi Ill Terrors
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grasps
Composer
Dominic Kim
Composer
Martin Guilfoyle
Composer
Conor Grealish
Composer
William Gunns
Composer
Kaelyn Behr
Composer
Vincent Goodyer
Composer
Glen Hopper
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Billy Gunns
Producer
Styalz Fuego
Producer
18YOMAN
Producer
Len20
Producer
Grasps
Producer
Sid Mallick
Mixing Engineer
Chunkyluv
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Why's it always in my head?
Why's it always in my head?
Why you always in my head?
Dead
[Verse 2]
Why's it always in my head?
Why's it always in my head?
Why you always in my head?
Dead
[Verse 3]
I just can't love me
You don't have to be so lonely
Why do I feel fuckin' nauseous?
I think that you might be my type
[Verse 4]
I just can't love me
You are my only
Shawty, I just can't deny it
I think that you might be my type
[Verse 5]
Flame on out the window
Superman, he a dingo
Yung henny in a Supra
Zooped up, and it go
Ring da ding ding ding
Bah deh dom bom bom
If it don't make money
Change the motherfucking song
[Verse 6]
Ay, all you gronks need a wristwatch
But you're still lames, you got ripped off
Cowboy, yeah, I'm bebop
Couple words make this bitch bop
I got laid off a Depop
See my horns, I'm a demon
She a sign, yeah, she neon
I died, yeah, I'm too gone
[Verse 7]
Holy fucking shit
I fell in love with her
Yeah I love her, she a doob
We had beef but it's good
[Verse 8]
Holy fucking shit
I think I fucked it up
Ring da ding ding ding
Bah deh dom bom bom eh
[Verse 9]
I just can't love me
You don't have to be so lonely
Why do I feel fuckin' nauseous?
I think that you might be my type
[Verse 10]
I just can't love me
You are my only
Shawty, I just can't deny it
I think that you might be my type
[Verse 11]
Seesaw, money rocking like a seesaw
Sea salt, I get chips, yeah, they sea salt
I cannot pretend that I got plans, yeah
I cannot pretend that I'm your friend, yeah
All I see is food by the gram
I took flight like a young Peter Pan
Shawty got wet like a boat
She call my name when I'm down on her
[Verse 12]
Holy fucking shit
I fell in love with her
Yeah, I love her she a doob
We had beef but it's good
[Verse 13]
Holy fucking shit
I think I fucked it up
Ring da ding ding ding
Bah deh dom bom bom eh
[Verse 14]
I just can't love me
You don't have to be so lonely
Why do I feel fuckin' nauseous?
I think that you might be my type
[Verse 15]
I just can't love me
You don't have to be so lonely
Why do I feel fuckin' nauseous?
I think that you might be my type
[Verse 16]
I just can't love me
You are my only
Shawty, I just can't deny it
I think that you might be my type
Written by: Conor Grealish, Dominic Kim, Glen Hopper, Grasps, Kaelyn Behr, Martin Guilfoyle, Vincent Goodyer, William Gunns