Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
shamlo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shamlo Faek
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evan Stark Jacobs
Producer
Lyrics
Today we live we have a chance to make a memory yeah
Or a dream to carry us to reality
Fuck, fuck
Fuck it I want a hundred bodies
Fuck it I want a hundred million
Can't just trust anybody
Cos I lost like everybody
Fuck it I want a stupid house
The type that make my mama proud
Fuck it I want it all
Fuck it I want it all
Fuck it I want your friend
Fuck it I want that Benz, huh
Fucking on a 10
But I'd rather fuck a cheque up
I only make cash bae
I don't really make love
I'll do anything
I want everything
I want it all
Yeah, a girl like you deserve it all
So I'ma stack this money up and count it up
And when I'm up don't text me don't call me
Cos I don't give a fuck
I just fit one, two, three, four, five, six bitches
Up in this truck
Fuck you and fuck you too
Y'all were never there when I needed you
Yeah, bae I fucked her and I fucked you too
I can't be with you if it's only you
And that's the truth
Baby this is Chrome Hearts
This is not from Zara
Shawty know my songs but she don't know my body
Walking through the V like I don't know nobody
I'ma save the world while my bitch do pilates
I want it all
The car with the roof as the stars
The clothes with the crosses and the hearts
This shit ain't enough
I want a hundred bodies
Fuck it I want a hundred million
Can't just trust anybody
Cos I lost like everybody
Fuck it I want a stupid house
The type that make my mama proud
Fuck it I want it all
Fuck it I want it all
Fuck it I want your friend
Fuck it I want that Benz, huh
Fucking on a 10
But I'd rather fuck a cheque up
I only make cash bae
I don't really make love
I'll do anything
I want everything
I want it all
Written by: Shamlo Faek