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Stela Cole - DIY (From “American Song Contest”) (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stela Cole
Stela Cole
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hollyn Shadinger
Hollyn Shadinger
Songwriter
Mark Evans
Mark Evans
Songwriter
Steven Cheung
Steven Cheung
Songwriter
Stephen Harry Dunkley
Stephen Harry Dunkley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Evans
Mark Evans
Producer
Ryan Rajagopal
Ryan Rajagopal
Mixing Engineer
Al Isler
Al Isler
Mastering Engineer
Stephen Harry Dunkley
Stephen Harry Dunkley
Producer
Daniel Rowland
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer
Drew Sliger
Drew Sliger
Mixing Engineer
Tele
Tele
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I been doin' wife shit (Mm)
And you ain't even put a ring on it (Nope)
At first I didn't mind it
Until you took advantage and took me for granted
You said you didn't need me, ah
Careful with your wishes
'Cause I'll be fuckin' with your head like it's rent-free
Go cry to one of your side bitches
[PreChorus]
You can curse my name and say, "Look at this mess you made"
But I think we all know that you're the one who's misbehaved
Say you can't live without me, oh my God, that's such a shame
If you're a grown-ass man like you say you are
Get a job, get a car, and get your shit together like
[Chorus]
D-I-Y, do it yourself
D-I-Y, you don't need my help
D-I-why don't you get off my back and fuck yourself?
D-I-Y, do it yourself
D-I-Y, you don't need my help
D-I-why don't you get off your ass and fuck yourself? Wow
[Verse 2]
While you been cryin' and countin' sheep
I been catchin' up on my beauty sleep
I guess you're really missin' when I'm on my knees
Then you turn to a creep, you little sneak, you little freak
Up in my DMs, textin' all my friends
Validatin' every reason I don't ever wanna see your face again
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-no
[PreChorus]
You can curse my name and say, "Look at this mess you made"
But I think we all know that you're the one who's misbehaved
Say you can't live without me, oh my God, that's such a shame
If you're a grown-ass man like you say you are
Get a job, get a car, and get your shit together, Mr. Superstar
I believe in you
[Chorus]
D-I-Y, do it yourself
D-I-Y, you don't need my help
D-I-why don't you get off my back and fuck yourself?
D-I-Y, do it yourself
D-I-Y, you don't need my help
D-I-why don't you get off your ass and fuck yourself? Wow
[Bridge]
(D-I-Y, go fuck yourself)
You got this, babe (D-I-Y, go fuck yourself)
Have you tried, mm, calling your mom? Hm? (D-I-Y-I-Y)
I believe in you
[Chorus]
D-I-Y, do it yourself (DIY)
D-I-Y, you don't need my help (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
D-I-why don't you get off my back and fuck yourself? (Fuck yourself)
D-I-Y, do it yourself (Go fuck yourself)
D-I-Y, you don't need my help (Go fuck yourself)
D-I-why don't you get off your ass and fuck yourself? Wow
Written by: Hollyn Shadinger, Mark Evans, Stephen Harry Dunkley, Steven Cheung
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