Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Liv.e
Lead Vocals
John Carroll Kirby
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Hixon
Songwriter
John Carroll Kirby
Songwriter
Hailee Olivia Williams
Songwriter
Jared Solomon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Liv.e
Producer
John Carroll Kirby
Producer
Solomonophonic
Producer
Mikaelin 'Blue' BlueSpruce
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Jared Solomon
Producer
Lyrics
I got my nose up in the air
I got my finger to the sky
I can smell them comin' from everywhere
I can hear them from down the block
Ooh, you just a pack of dogs
But everybody likes their boys with toys
Ooh, protect my bones
But everybody makes their own damn choice
Ooh, you just havin' fun
But I will never be that type of girl
Ooh, wanna party all night long
Wanna take a walk around my world
Ooh, donʼt throw these **** a bone
'Cause they only wanna bite when they see me
That's why I got my nose up in the air
I got my finger to the sky
I can smell them comin' from everywhere
<span begin="1:16.897" end="1:19.105">I can hear them from down the block</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:18.656" end="1:22.309">(I can hear them from down the block)</span></span>
Remember that one time when you was talkin' to me
I never got tell you just how I feel
The men always gotta have a bitch on a leash
But they the ones always playin' in the field
I'ma be that bitch to tell you personally
That most of these dogs donʼt deserve a meal
'Cause they always wanna bite with they see me
And they always got somebody that they seein'
And I hope that girl make the choice to leave 'em
I got my nose up in the air
I got my finger to the sky
I can smell them comin' from everywhere
I can hear them from down the block
Ooh, you just a pack of dogs
But everybody likes their boys with toys
Ooh, protect my bones
But everybody makes their own damn choice
Ooh, you just havin' fun
But I will never be that type of girl
Ooh, wanna party all night long
Wanna take a walk around my world
Ooh, donʼt throw these **** a bone
'Cause they only wanna bite when they see me
<span begin="2:40.025" end="2:43.641">That's why I got my nose up in the air</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:43.058" end="2:45.815">(Up in the air)</span></span>
<span begin="2:44.882" end="2:47.173">I got my finger to the sky</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:47.183" end="2:51.369">(I got my finger to the sky)</span></span>
<span begin="2:50.205" end="2:53.548">I can smell them comin' from everywhere</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:53.244" end="2:56.503">(Everywhere)</span></span>
<span begin="2:54.827" end="2:57.056">I can hear them from down the block</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:56.726" end="3:00.448">(I can hear them from down the block)</span></span>
Remember that one time when you was talkin' to me
I never got tell you just how I feel
The men always gotta have a bitch on a leash
But they the ones always playin' in the field
I'ma be that bitch to tell you personally
That most of these dogs donʼt deserve a meal
'Cause they always wanna bite with they see me
And they always got somebody that they seein'
And I hope that girl make the choice to leave 'em
Written by: Hailee Olivia Williams, Jared Solomon, John Carroll Kirby