Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
peach tinted
peach tinted
Performer
Emil Paiker
Emil Paiker
Lead Vocals
Louis Springer
Louis Springer
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emil Paiker
Emil Paiker
Songwriter
Louis Springer
Louis Springer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emil Paiker
Emil Paiker
Producer
Louis Springer
Louis Springer
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah
This what I want
Everything lit
Ain't about love
Common
Yeah
Randos around
Let em' all in
Turnin' the room upside down
Yeah
This what I want
Take that first sip
Neighbors come knock
Wuss' wrong
Yeah
Get down low
Till we're crawlin'
I'm fuckin'
I'm fuckin' it up
Eyes Shut
High as fuck
Wanna phase out
Red cups
Take a shot
I'ma turn up hard, McLovin
Don't stop
Blowing up
Early morning skies hit different
On god
Fuck the cops
Party with the gang
I love it
Yeah
This what I want
Bunch of misfits
Troubled and lost
Common
Yeah
Fridge getting robbed
Buzzing non-stop
Rock like the world is ending
Yeah
This what I want
Spacing out loud
Eyes are bloodshot
Blurred out
Yeah
Texts and the calls
I'm ignoring
I'm fuckin'
I'm fuckin' it up
Eyes Shut
High as fuck
Wanna phase out
Red cups
Take a shot
I'ma turn up hard, McLovin
Don't stop
Blowing up
Early morning skies hit different
On god
Fuck the cops
Party with the gang
I love it
Lift me back up
Lift me back up
Don't know what I want
Fuck yeah
Don't know what I want
Fuck yeah
Written by: Emil Paiker, Louis Springer
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out