Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Exavienn Brooklin
Lyrics
Kaleb Wadley
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Siemspark
Producer
Lyrics
Where is this supposed to be taking us?
Uh, what do you mean?
Like, where are we going?
Uh, I don't know, somewhere.
What? Okay.
It's so obvious, damn, it's crystal clear
Fed up, sick of this and I don't care
Ti- Tired of the bullshit, fed up
I don't need you here to fuck shit up
Said he wanna fight like bih wassup
Steady fucking talking all that shit so du-
Mu - Must clear my mind
I don't got opps, can't waste my time
Bitches fucking stupid, chronically online
I don't need a boof, do tunes mobile
Do you, that's fine
Fuck it up, do this shit, dis not my prime
Born to stand out, can't stay in a line
Know this shit come wit ease, I do not need to try
Mix this shit like the birds and the bees, oh why
It's so obvious, damn, it's crystal clear
Fed up, sick of this and I don't care
I'm better without you and that's facts
Stop texting my phone I'm not coming back
You told me so many lies, I almost lost track
Like that Wu-Tang joint, I'm protecting my neck (Baby, baby)
Thought I had someone to come on
Then I drop dead weight, now I'm doing just fine
And it's way too late to apologize
Baby, you're a life leech, get out my life
I see through you, you haven't changed a bit
Nine month change man
Stick like a spray tan
Nedibularant
Xa shut up, you're on the wrong song
My bad
Bitch I'm walking dead, I'm not talking Clementine
Car doing tricks, know it got me out that crime
Dis a salt lick, I don't even know if I tried
Stay bit, that's why you bitches get left behi-
Ti- Tired of the bullshit, fed up
I don't need you here to fuck shit up
Said he wanna fight like bih wassup
Steady fucking talking, all that shit so du-
Mu - Must clear my mind
I don't got opps, can't waste my time
Bitches fucking stupid, chronically online
I don't need a boof, do tunes mobile
Do you, that's fine
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