Baby, come here
I get so lonely at night
I had to tell her that I'm desperate
Doesn't it show in my smile?
Oh, I had to tell her that I'm bad for ya
It doesn't show in your eyes
(Oh, cool)
Oh, you're so cool
And I wish I was you
So why can't you tell me
What you think I should do?
So why can't you tell me
What you think I should do?
Baby, come here
I get so lonely at night
Dominic Fike - What Could Possibly Go Wrong Album Lyrics
Dominic Fike - What Could Possibly Go Wrong Lyrics
Writer: Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Double Negative (Skeleton Milkshake)
If you were here for the other night, you'd be terrified
You know I think the lions you're afraid of are all made up (oh)
Nobody's gonna regret this for you if it don't make you smile
I'll let your skeleton shake all evenin' and bless your heart for tryin'
Scary watchin' it wearin' off on me so fast
Last night it was best, you asked me, "Come back/" and then I said
No problem, I'll send my location
She hit me four times, I was in the whip before I knew it
Don't cry when I face frustration
I wanna slow it down but nobody would've let me
If I could've told her
Maybe if you feel out of place
It's because you are
It's because you are
It's because you are
Chippa-cha, cha, changin' right in front of me
Cha-cha-cha, ch-cha, changin' right in front of me
Going through phases right in front of my face
She invited me to her place, I said
Cha-cha, changin' right in front of me
Cha-cha, changin' right in front of me
Going through phases right in front of my face
She invited me to her place, and I said
No problem, I'll send my location
She hit me four times, I was in the whip before I knew it
Don't cry when I face frustration
I wanna slow it down but nobody would've let me
If I could've told her
Maybe if you feel out of place
It's because you are
It's because you are
It's because you are
You know I think the lions you're afraid of are all made up (oh)
Nobody's gonna regret this for you if it don't make you smile
I'll let your skeleton shake all evenin' and bless your heart for tryin'
Scary watchin' it wearin' off on me so fast
Last night it was best, you asked me, "Come back/" and then I said
No problem, I'll send my location
She hit me four times, I was in the whip before I knew it
Don't cry when I face frustration
I wanna slow it down but nobody would've let me
If I could've told her
Maybe if you feel out of place
It's because you are
It's because you are
It's because you are
Chippa-cha, cha, changin' right in front of me
Cha-cha-cha, ch-cha, changin' right in front of me
Going through phases right in front of my face
She invited me to her place, I said
Cha-cha, changin' right in front of me
Cha-cha, changin' right in front of me
Going through phases right in front of my face
She invited me to her place, and I said
No problem, I'll send my location
She hit me four times, I was in the whip before I knew it
Don't cry when I face frustration
I wanna slow it down but nobody would've let me
If I could've told her
Maybe if you feel out of place
It's because you are
It's because you are
It's because you are
Writer: Dominic David Fike, James Stack, Jose Julian De La Cruz Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Cancel Me
I hope they cancel me (why?)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can quit wearin' this mask, dog (damn)
Tell the people, "Kiss my ass," dog (yeah, yeah)
I hope they crucify me (why?)
I hope they put me down, I hope they euthanize me
I hope I never, ever have to go on TV
Motherf*cker, Jimmy Kimmel does not wanna meet me
I told my manager, no more parties in Los Angeles
Last night I fell deeper than Brockhampton down a rabbit hole
Did so much blow I won't ever find my appetite
On my way home I crashed into a satellite
That's why my phone was obsolete for half the night
That's why my dome is ringing, baby
As of right now my job is to lie down
I hope they cancel me (why?)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can quit wearin' this mask, dog (damn)
Tell the people, "Kiss my ass," dog (yeah, yeah)
I hope they cancel me (why?)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can quit wearin' this mask, dog (damn)
Tell the people, "Kiss my ass," dog (yeah, yeah)
Look, after tour, I broke up with my girlfriend (why?)
To f*ck a bunch of bitches that I couldn't back then
And yeah, that was cool but now I'm empty as my room
I guess my Insta keep me busy, I got plenty things to do
But I told Reed, "No more of this LA shit
Last night keeps flashin' and I can't take it"
One sec, shut that phone up 'fore I break it
Hold up, take me home before I say it
I hope they banish me, I miss my family tree
I was a family man and now I'm just a man to see
If you can't pay your rent or be responsible financially
They need you, I hope I get Me Too'd
I hope they cancel me (why?)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can quit wearin' this mask, dog (damn)
Tell the people, "Kiss my ass," dog (yeah, yeah)
I hope they cancel me (why?)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can quit wearin' this mask, dog (damn)
Tell the people, "Kiss my ass," dog (yeah, yeah)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can quit wearin' this mask, dog (damn)
Tell the people, "Kiss my ass," dog (yeah, yeah)
I hope they crucify me (why?)
I hope they put me down, I hope they euthanize me
I hope I never, ever have to go on TV
Motherf*cker, Jimmy Kimmel does not wanna meet me
I told my manager, no more parties in Los Angeles
Last night I fell deeper than Brockhampton down a rabbit hole
Did so much blow I won't ever find my appetite
On my way home I crashed into a satellite
That's why my phone was obsolete for half the night
That's why my dome is ringing, baby
As of right now my job is to lie down
I hope they cancel me (why?)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can quit wearin' this mask, dog (damn)
Tell the people, "Kiss my ass," dog (yeah, yeah)
I hope they cancel me (why?)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can quit wearin' this mask, dog (damn)
Tell the people, "Kiss my ass," dog (yeah, yeah)
Look, after tour, I broke up with my girlfriend (why?)
To f*ck a bunch of bitches that I couldn't back then
And yeah, that was cool but now I'm empty as my room
I guess my Insta keep me busy, I got plenty things to do
But I told Reed, "No more of this LA shit
Last night keeps flashin' and I can't take it"
One sec, shut that phone up 'fore I break it
Hold up, take me home before I say it
I hope they banish me, I miss my family tree
I was a family man and now I'm just a man to see
If you can't pay your rent or be responsible financially
They need you, I hope I get Me Too'd
I hope they cancel me (why?)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can quit wearin' this mask, dog (damn)
Tell the people, "Kiss my ass," dog (yeah, yeah)
I hope they cancel me (why?)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can quit wearin' this mask, dog (damn)
Tell the people, "Kiss my ass," dog (yeah, yeah)
Writer: Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
10x Stronger
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-ayy
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-ayy
I pretend I'm ten times stronger for you (I)
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-ayy
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-ayy
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-ayy
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-ayy
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-ayy
I pretend I'm ten times stronger for you (I)
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-ayy
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-ayy
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-ayy
Writer: Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Julian Cruz, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Good Game
Don't you become your daddy
Boy, you show so much promise
It's okay to be unhappy
With all this
(What's it like to be?)
(Do you see me fairly?)
(Do you remember me?)
Boy, you know you're my favorite
Do-do-do, do, do
Just like me in my day but
You've got all your priorities mixed up
At least you're not lazy, yeah
I'm glad you got out of Naples
What's it like being famous?
Do you remember my name or
Or do you see a stranger
When you look at my face? 'Cause
Sometimes I wanna save you from everything
Like your problems and the dangers of everyday life
It's impossible to say what you're gonna be
But if you're gonna become someone
Don't you become your daddy
Boy, you show so much promise
It's okay to be unhappy (Do you remember me?)
With all this (Do you see me fairly?)
(Do you remember me?)
Boy, you show so much promise
It's okay to be unhappy
With all this
(What's it like to be?)
(Do you see me fairly?)
(Do you remember me?)
Boy, you know you're my favorite
Do-do-do, do, do
Just like me in my day but
You've got all your priorities mixed up
At least you're not lazy, yeah
I'm glad you got out of Naples
What's it like being famous?
Do you remember my name or
Or do you see a stranger
When you look at my face? 'Cause
Sometimes I wanna save you from everything
Like your problems and the dangers of everyday life
It's impossible to say what you're gonna be
But if you're gonna become someone
Don't you become your daddy
Boy, you show so much promise
It's okay to be unhappy (Do you remember me?)
With all this (Do you see me fairly?)
(Do you remember me?)
Writer: Dominic David Fike
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Why
You ever wonder why? I, I-I, I
I, I-I, I
I, I
You ever wonder why? I, I-I, I
I, I-I, I
I, I
Said the lady with the long legs
In the lawn chair
She liked the strings on my guitar neck
And my blonde hair
I write about her thighs
In my latest lines
I remember her eyes
When I asked her why
Why would you pay for this apartment
You don't belong in?
You take this shit from all your bosses
And all your boyfriends
I guess I get surprised
When you let it slide
But it's no business of mine
How you waste your time
(Yeah)
Don't crash, don't text, don't remove your tags
No sex, no sleep, just that job
I bet you miss what you had
You can't get no sleep at night
Do you ever wonder why
Everyone is out to get you
Every day or do you question anything?
How many warning signs 'til it hits you, darling?
Gravity's your friend
You fall out of touch sometimes
But your history calls you back to it again
Too many factors to be sure
So many reasons to think twice
And nobody asked you to before
But do you ever wonder why? I, I-I, I
I, I-I, I
I, I
You ever wonder why? I, I-I, I
I, I-I, I
I, I
You ever wonder why?
Why
I, I-I, I
I, I
You ever wonder why? I, I-I, I
I, I-I, I
I, I
Said the lady with the long legs
In the lawn chair
She liked the strings on my guitar neck
And my blonde hair
I write about her thighs
In my latest lines
I remember her eyes
When I asked her why
Why would you pay for this apartment
You don't belong in?
You take this shit from all your bosses
And all your boyfriends
I guess I get surprised
When you let it slide
But it's no business of mine
How you waste your time
(Yeah)
Don't crash, don't text, don't remove your tags
No sex, no sleep, just that job
I bet you miss what you had
You can't get no sleep at night
Do you ever wonder why
Everyone is out to get you
Every day or do you question anything?
How many warning signs 'til it hits you, darling?
Gravity's your friend
You fall out of touch sometimes
But your history calls you back to it again
Too many factors to be sure
So many reasons to think twice
And nobody asked you to before
But do you ever wonder why? I, I-I, I
I, I-I, I
I, I
You ever wonder why? I, I-I, I
I, I-I, I
I, I
You ever wonder why?
Why
Writer: Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Julian Cruz, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Chicken Tenders
Chicken tenders in my hotel, yeah
Christina's in my bed watchin' TV shows
When she hit the remote with her legs shakin'
That's good love makin'
Watchin' wherever my head facin'
Just for puffs, baby
White wings in my pillows and blankets (lovin' under covers)
I got markings on my body from Tracy (all on my body, girl)
Rodeo for Cartier glasses
But, girl, you know how itchy my back get (whoa)
Every time (every time)
We settled but it never felt right 'cause we can't keep still
And we try to fight the way everything feels
When we step out of line
I met your gaze and it was love that we were makin'
And she spoke a different language
There was no need for translation
And I ordered chicken fingers to my room, girl
But we got some things to do first
Chicken tenders in my hotel, yeah
Christina's in my bed watchin' TV shows
When she hit the remote with her legs shakin'
That's good love makin'
Watchin' wherever my head facin'
Just for puffs, baby
White wings in my pillows and blankets (lovin' under covers)
I got markings on my body from Tracy (all on my body, girl)
Rodeo for Cartier glasses
But, girl, you know how itchy my back get (all on my body, girl)
Every night (every night she called)
You called me for whatever feels right
Baby, don't stay still, make your mind
You could be wakin' up in here for the rest of your life
And I knew just what she was thinkin'
With no need for speculation
Just your body and a blanket
And I hope this doesn't change it
'Cause the best part of my day is
When I get to see you naked
Chicken tenders in my hotel, yeah
Christina's in my bed watchin' TV shows
When she hit the remote with her legs shakin'
That's good love makin'
Watchin' wherever my head facin'
Just for puffs, baby
White wings in my pillows and blankets (lovin' under covers)
I got markings on my body from Tracy (all on my body, girl)
Rodeo for Cartier glasses
But, girl, you know how itchy my back get
Christina's in my bed watchin' TV shows
When she hit the remote with her legs shakin'
That's good love makin'
Watchin' wherever my head facin'
Just for puffs, baby
White wings in my pillows and blankets (lovin' under covers)
I got markings on my body from Tracy (all on my body, girl)
Rodeo for Cartier glasses
But, girl, you know how itchy my back get (whoa)
Every time (every time)
We settled but it never felt right 'cause we can't keep still
And we try to fight the way everything feels
When we step out of line
I met your gaze and it was love that we were makin'
And she spoke a different language
There was no need for translation
And I ordered chicken fingers to my room, girl
But we got some things to do first
Chicken tenders in my hotel, yeah
Christina's in my bed watchin' TV shows
When she hit the remote with her legs shakin'
That's good love makin'
Watchin' wherever my head facin'
Just for puffs, baby
White wings in my pillows and blankets (lovin' under covers)
I got markings on my body from Tracy (all on my body, girl)
Rodeo for Cartier glasses
But, girl, you know how itchy my back get (all on my body, girl)
Every night (every night she called)
You called me for whatever feels right
Baby, don't stay still, make your mind
You could be wakin' up in here for the rest of your life
And I knew just what she was thinkin'
With no need for speculation
Just your body and a blanket
And I hope this doesn't change it
'Cause the best part of my day is
When I get to see you naked
Chicken tenders in my hotel, yeah
Christina's in my bed watchin' TV shows
When she hit the remote with her legs shakin'
That's good love makin'
Watchin' wherever my head facin'
Just for puffs, baby
White wings in my pillows and blankets (lovin' under covers)
I got markings on my body from Tracy (all on my body, girl)
Rodeo for Cartier glasses
But, girl, you know how itchy my back get
Writer: Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Whats For Dinner?
Two millions miles a minute, babe, huh
Headed for certain destruction, ooh
Shut down your dying wishes, hey
Follow your dying wishes
Breathe, baby
Don't defy our needs
Simple things make a difference in your day
Take the time to tell me why, what is it anyway?
My apologies, I'm so sorry
I just got back from the gastroenterologist
He told me that I can't drink so now I be high on shit
And all insensitive and then when you cry I get
F*cking anxiety
Breathe, darling
Don't defy our needs
Simple things make a difference in your day
Take the time to tell me how it ended up this way
Two millions miles a minute, babe, huh
Headed for certain destruction, ooh
To die in dire ways, hey
Follow your dying wishes
Your love is cheap
Babe, it don't cost anything
If you stay, is it mine to give away?
Just who is it that decides
What happens when you can't keep doing it
It makes you wonder, if I was careful
Would it be something worth repair or
Or am I just scared for you?
Headed for certain destruction, ooh
Shut down your dying wishes, hey
Follow your dying wishes
Breathe, baby
Don't defy our needs
Simple things make a difference in your day
Take the time to tell me why, what is it anyway?
My apologies, I'm so sorry
I just got back from the gastroenterologist
He told me that I can't drink so now I be high on shit
And all insensitive and then when you cry I get
F*cking anxiety
Breathe, darling
Don't defy our needs
Simple things make a difference in your day
Take the time to tell me how it ended up this way
Two millions miles a minute, babe, huh
Headed for certain destruction, ooh
To die in dire ways, hey
Follow your dying wishes
Your love is cheap
Babe, it don't cost anything
If you stay, is it mine to give away?
Just who is it that decides
What happens when you can't keep doing it
It makes you wonder, if I was careful
Would it be something worth repair or
Or am I just scared for you?
Writer: Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Matt Carlson, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Vampire
I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires
Baby, careful inside where you step
Can you feel the weight of their eyes on your neck?
Passin' you on the way down descendin' the stairs
And the whole room is watching while pretendin' to dance
It was close 'cause I don't know if you stood any chance
On your own right, I know you didn't make any plans
And when the clock strikes twelve at night, you be doing hella white
With somebody you don't even like, talking 'bout your life
One, two
Are we dead? Is this really red wine?
Were you feelin' left out? Ah, yeah (uh)
Take me back when I'm feelin' stressed out
'Cause it's nearin' that time
I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires
They can tell that your mind is a mess
Take someone you don't even like to your bed
When it's over, you roll out, you come down the stairs
And there's no sign, the party vanished into thin air
Just like a ghost town, your best friends weren't even there
And then the whole time you realize you don't even care
When that alarm strikes seven, light pourin' on your feather-white
Bed of white lies, last night was a set up
One, two
Are we dead? Is this really red wine?
Were you feelin' left out? (Ah, yeah, uh)
Take me back when I'm feelin' stressed out
'Cause it's nearin' that time
I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires
Baby, careful inside where you step
Can you feel the weight of their eyes on your neck?
Passin' you on the way down descendin' the stairs
And the whole room is watching while pretendin' to dance
It was close 'cause I don't know if you stood any chance
On your own right, I know you didn't make any plans
And when the clock strikes twelve at night, you be doing hella white
With somebody you don't even like, talking 'bout your life
One, two
Are we dead? Is this really red wine?
Were you feelin' left out? Ah, yeah (uh)
Take me back when I'm feelin' stressed out
'Cause it's nearin' that time
I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires
They can tell that your mind is a mess
Take someone you don't even like to your bed
When it's over, you roll out, you come down the stairs
And there's no sign, the party vanished into thin air
Just like a ghost town, your best friends weren't even there
And then the whole time you realize you don't even care
When that alarm strikes seven, light pourin' on your feather-white
Bed of white lies, last night was a set up
One, two
Are we dead? Is this really red wine?
Were you feelin' left out? (Ah, yeah, uh)
Take me back when I'm feelin' stressed out
'Cause it's nearin' that time
I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires
Writer: Dominic David Fike, Jose Julian Jr. De La Cruz, Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Matt Carlson, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Superstar Shit
These days don't end
And you lost the things that brought us closer
We're spread so thin
And that's all it takes to knock you over
Findin' out the hard way
Forgot how good it feels to be alone, you dig?
Watch a movie on your phone, for real
Is this how I'm supposed to feel?
Save me some, she said love
I felt like you could've called it somethin' else
But I couldn't think of nothin' else, for real
'Cause it was hard to tell
Make it easy for me
Baby
Take it easy on me
These days don't end
And you lost the things that brought us closer
We're spread so thin
And that's all it takes to knock you over
Windin' down the long day
Forgot how hard it was to sleep alone in here
Feel like I ain't folded clothes in years
I can't believe it's over still (over still)
I'll lay down, you stayed 'round the whole time
But it wasn't for yourself, uh
I still don't know how you felt for real, baby
'Cause it was hard to tell, you can't blame me
I don't put on a act for everybody
It wouldn't break your back to stand beside me
Forever and a mile was tantalizin'
I try to force my smile but can't deny it
And you lost the things that brought us closer
We're spread so thin
And that's all it takes to knock you over
Findin' out the hard way
Forgot how good it feels to be alone, you dig?
Watch a movie on your phone, for real
Is this how I'm supposed to feel?
Save me some, she said love
I felt like you could've called it somethin' else
But I couldn't think of nothin' else, for real
'Cause it was hard to tell
Make it easy for me
Baby
Take it easy on me
These days don't end
And you lost the things that brought us closer
We're spread so thin
And that's all it takes to knock you over
Windin' down the long day
Forgot how hard it was to sleep alone in here
Feel like I ain't folded clothes in years
I can't believe it's over still (over still)
I'll lay down, you stayed 'round the whole time
But it wasn't for yourself, uh
I still don't know how you felt for real, baby
'Cause it was hard to tell, you can't blame me
I don't put on a act for everybody
It wouldn't break your back to stand beside me
Forever and a mile was tantalizin'
I try to force my smile but can't deny it
Writer: Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Julian Cruz, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Politics and Violence
Why switch like different seasons?
I give that shit a weekend
Hollywood don't need a reason
To make you think you look bigger than you are
Mileage, politics and violence
At least somebody's drivin'
All you need to fall in love
Mileage, politics and violence
At least somebody's drivin'
All you need to fall in love
(All you need to fall in love)
You won't find Heaven, not in these hills
Boy, you shouldn't be here
All you need to fall in love
You won't find Heaven, not in these hills
Boy, you shouldn't be here
All you need to fall in love
(All you need to fall in love)
When she arrived, it was two-ten at night
We had sex and you cried, was the best in your life
And the last time we spoke, if we shoot for July
You can still make your mind, but I can't save your life
Baby, sorry, but I rarely do this, you can't carry me through this
I just wanna shine like Barracuda's kid, do this shit for Mammy Sue
This shit ain't nothin' new, this, this I knew since I was a jit
Clean my room and pray for this, eat my dinner
Then go back to whatever finna make me rich
Whole lotta feelin' that you can't dismiss
I was somewhere stuck in a hotel room
We was serving to the kids, no waitresses
All this shit come back around
Homie, don't get too down
I got your back sometime
Ride 'til the wheels fall off
And if this shit don't sell
She said, "You'll still be my favorite"
And I wish I could save her but-
Do this shit for Mammy Sue, this shit ain't nothin' new, huh
Do this shit for Apollonia, bitch, I thought I told you, ayy
So I feel like dancing
You know, I am in a booth
Shaped like a U
I give that shit a weekend
Hollywood don't need a reason
To make you think you look bigger than you are
Mileage, politics and violence
At least somebody's drivin'
All you need to fall in love
Mileage, politics and violence
At least somebody's drivin'
All you need to fall in love
(All you need to fall in love)
You won't find Heaven, not in these hills
Boy, you shouldn't be here
All you need to fall in love
You won't find Heaven, not in these hills
Boy, you shouldn't be here
All you need to fall in love
(All you need to fall in love)
When she arrived, it was two-ten at night
We had sex and you cried, was the best in your life
And the last time we spoke, if we shoot for July
You can still make your mind, but I can't save your life
Baby, sorry, but I rarely do this, you can't carry me through this
I just wanna shine like Barracuda's kid, do this shit for Mammy Sue
This shit ain't nothin' new, this, this I knew since I was a jit
Clean my room and pray for this, eat my dinner
Then go back to whatever finna make me rich
Whole lotta feelin' that you can't dismiss
I was somewhere stuck in a hotel room
We was serving to the kids, no waitresses
All this shit come back around
Homie, don't get too down
I got your back sometime
Ride 'til the wheels fall off
And if this shit don't sell
She said, "You'll still be my favorite"
And I wish I could save her but-
Do this shit for Mammy Sue, this shit ain't nothin' new, huh
Do this shit for Apollonia, bitch, I thought I told you, ayy
So I feel like dancing
You know, I am in a booth
Shaped like a U
Writer: Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Julian Cruz, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Joe Blazey
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Trailblazer, when you met me, I was
Scared, baby, look how fast we're goin'
Good times, you made me think about 'em
All the time
Trailblazer, when you met me, I was
Scared, baby, look how fast we're goin'
Good times, you made me think about 'em
No time
So much for the other team
I guess you got what you wanted
You got your answer
So much for subtlety (so much for)
I guess you got what you wanted
You got your answer
Dark days (dark days)
I got a heartache (heartache)
I'm in a dark place (heartache)
Whoa (can ya help me out?)
That's why (that's why)
You were my flashlight (flashlight)
You were my last try (that's right)
Whoa (can't help me now)
Trailblazer, when you met me, I was
Scared, baby, look how fast we're goin'
Good times, you made me think about 'em
All the time
Sorry, I, I was literally just having a panic attack
Oh, okay, you okay?
Yeah
Alright, we're gonna head to the store
Alright
Facetime me if you need anything
Okay
Have a good one
Trainwreck, I think I fell off (trainwreck)
I'm goin' dark mode (ayy, whoa, whoa, whoa)
In my hotel bar (oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
This shit is not coke (oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
And this is wells, dawg (oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Don't tell me, "Sit down" (oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
I'll burn a bitch down (oh)
So crazy when you met me, I was
Just a baby, look how fast I'm goin'
Good times, you made me think about the good times
Yeah, yeah, whoa
Trailblazer, when you met me, I was
Scared, baby, look how fast we're goin'
Good times, you made me think about 'em
Good times
Yeah
Just know I'm not proud of everything I did so far
But I did it all for you
Sike
Trailblazer, when you met me, I was
Scared, baby, look how fast we're goin'
Good times, you made me think about 'em
All the time
Trailblazer, when you met me, I was
Scared, baby, look how fast we're goin'
Good times, you made me think about 'em
No time
So much for the other team
I guess you got what you wanted
You got your answer
So much for subtlety (so much for)
I guess you got what you wanted
You got your answer
Dark days (dark days)
I got a heartache (heartache)
I'm in a dark place (heartache)
Whoa (can ya help me out?)
That's why (that's why)
You were my flashlight (flashlight)
You were my last try (that's right)
Whoa (can't help me now)
Trailblazer, when you met me, I was
Scared, baby, look how fast we're goin'
Good times, you made me think about 'em
All the time
Sorry, I, I was literally just having a panic attack
Oh, okay, you okay?
Yeah
Alright, we're gonna head to the store
Alright
Facetime me if you need anything
Okay
Have a good one
Trainwreck, I think I fell off (trainwreck)
I'm goin' dark mode (ayy, whoa, whoa, whoa)
In my hotel bar (oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
This shit is not coke (oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
And this is wells, dawg (oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Don't tell me, "Sit down" (oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
I'll burn a bitch down (oh)
So crazy when you met me, I was
Just a baby, look how fast I'm goin'
Good times, you made me think about the good times
Yeah, yeah, whoa
Trailblazer, when you met me, I was
Scared, baby, look how fast we're goin'
Good times, you made me think about 'em
Good times
Yeah
Just know I'm not proud of everything I did so far
But I did it all for you
Sike
Writer: Jonathan Wienner, Dominic David Fike, Jose Julian Jr. De La Cruz, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wurli
Steppin' outside for you
Then I put links on both wrists
'Cause you got control over me
And you got jokes like you don't need love, baby
We don't need long
Just follow my lead for once
I can never make up for the time
I'm gon' make the wait all worth the ride
Not like this, I'm not goin' out
This is not love, I'm a glorified doorstop
Stickin' my foot out for you
And that's not all I would do
Oh, bae, you got me by my hands and (oh, bae, you got me, bae, you got me, bae)
I'm steppin' out with shackles on my ankles (oh, bae, you got me, bae, you got me, bae)
You wonder why you turned me to a standstill
They say, "never bothered me" but
Not like this, I'm not goin' out
This is not love, I'm a glorified doorstop
Stickin' my foot out for you
And that's not all I would do
Not like this, I'm not goin' out
This is not done, this is sort of like love
When I'm stickin' my foot out for you
But it's not all I would do
Steppin' outside for you
Then I put links on both wrists
'Cause you got control over me
And you got jokes like you don't need love, baby
We don't need long
Just follow my lead for once
I can never make up for the time
I'm gon' make the wait all worth the ride
(Woo)
(Woo)
(Woo)
(Woo)
Then I put links on both wrists
'Cause you got control over me
And you got jokes like you don't need love, baby
We don't need long
Just follow my lead for once
I can never make up for the time
I'm gon' make the wait all worth the ride
Not like this, I'm not goin' out
This is not love, I'm a glorified doorstop
Stickin' my foot out for you
And that's not all I would do
Oh, bae, you got me by my hands and (oh, bae, you got me, bae, you got me, bae)
I'm steppin' out with shackles on my ankles (oh, bae, you got me, bae, you got me, bae)
You wonder why you turned me to a standstill
They say, "never bothered me" but
Not like this, I'm not goin' out
This is not love, I'm a glorified doorstop
Stickin' my foot out for you
And that's not all I would do
Not like this, I'm not goin' out
This is not done, this is sort of like love
When I'm stickin' my foot out for you
But it's not all I would do
Steppin' outside for you
Then I put links on both wrists
'Cause you got control over me
And you got jokes like you don't need love, baby
We don't need long
Just follow my lead for once
I can never make up for the time
I'm gon' make the wait all worth the ride
(Woo)
(Woo)
(Woo)
(Woo)
Writer: Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Julian Cruz, Sam Homaee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Florida
Still with my old girl, that's cool
See how much I changed since school
See how much I made, see how much we makin'
Still in the same boat
Still can't relate to my day ones
Still hide my face when I get home
Yeah, I got a place in LA, ho
Yeah, I'm out of space in it (yeah, I'm out of space in it)
Please don't ask to stay with me
Please don't ask to stay with me (don't ask, you know why)
I ain't got time to play with it (don't ask, you know why)
I ain't tryna pay for your plane ticket (don't ask, you know why)
Yeah, I'm still the same (don't ask, you know why)
Yeah, I'm still the same (don't ask, you know why)
Yeah, I feel it
Yeah, I feel the same (don't ask, you know why)
Stay looking out (don't ask, you know why)
Days on end (don't ask, you know why)
Days on end
Play this often
Don't take this shit too serious
Know you get insecure
Wish I had more wisdom for you
Ayy, when she gone
You know mama missin' on ya
Brother, all that bullshit
Goin' on, it makes you strong
It made me stronger, ayy
All that makin' me worry
Don't run off in a hurry
Save some brain for your thirties
Yeah
Need you, need you
Need you
But I don't need no bitch with no code of honor
I can't f*ck with these kids, man, I'm so beyond 'em
Too much flavor, baby, walkin' soda fountain
Cold inside and I'm a Southern Florida boy
Should've told the judge before they locked me up
"It ain't shit in the universe that could stop me, bruh"
Every kid with me grew together, I'm proud of us
From a sunken place to the top
And look at what we accomplished
Everything that you talked about
And I could tell you what it means but it's not enough
Man, this shit ain't what it seems where you watchin' from
I done took a L on every corner like a swastika
And I only show your ass the cream when crops are cut
I just hope you think about everything when play this song
Don't take that shit too serious
Hey
Ayy, yeah
Whoa
Whoa, yeah
Need you, need you
Need you
See how much I changed since school
See how much I made, see how much we makin'
Still in the same boat
Still can't relate to my day ones
Still hide my face when I get home
Yeah, I got a place in LA, ho
Yeah, I'm out of space in it (yeah, I'm out of space in it)
Please don't ask to stay with me
Please don't ask to stay with me (don't ask, you know why)
I ain't got time to play with it (don't ask, you know why)
I ain't tryna pay for your plane ticket (don't ask, you know why)
Yeah, I'm still the same (don't ask, you know why)
Yeah, I'm still the same (don't ask, you know why)
Yeah, I feel it
Yeah, I feel the same (don't ask, you know why)
Stay looking out (don't ask, you know why)
Days on end (don't ask, you know why)
Days on end
Play this often
Don't take this shit too serious
Know you get insecure
Wish I had more wisdom for you
Ayy, when she gone
You know mama missin' on ya
Brother, all that bullshit
Goin' on, it makes you strong
It made me stronger, ayy
All that makin' me worry
Don't run off in a hurry
Save some brain for your thirties
Yeah
Need you, need you
Need you
But I don't need no bitch with no code of honor
I can't f*ck with these kids, man, I'm so beyond 'em
Too much flavor, baby, walkin' soda fountain
Cold inside and I'm a Southern Florida boy
Should've told the judge before they locked me up
"It ain't shit in the universe that could stop me, bruh"
Every kid with me grew together, I'm proud of us
From a sunken place to the top
And look at what we accomplished
Everything that you talked about
And I could tell you what it means but it's not enough
Man, this shit ain't what it seems where you watchin' from
I done took a L on every corner like a swastika
And I only show your ass the cream when crops are cut
I just hope you think about everything when play this song
Don't take that shit too serious
Hey
Ayy, yeah
Whoa
Whoa, yeah
Need you, need you
Need you
Writer: Dominic David Fike, Kenneth Charles III Blume
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC