Politics & Violence
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Dominic Fike/Julian Cruz/Sam Homaee/Jon Wienner
[00:01.000] 作词 : Dominic Fike/Julian Cruz/Sam Homaee/Jon Wienner
[00:30.762] Why switch like different seasons?
[00:33.192] I give that shit a weekend
[00:35.674] Hollywood don't need a reason
[00:37.918] To make you think you look bigger than you are
[00:40.815] Mileage, politics and violence
[00:44.335] At least somebody's driving
[00:47.839] All you need to fall in love
[00:50.838] Mileage, politics and violence
[00:54.245] At least somebody's driving
[00:57.904] All you need to fall in love
[01:20.545] You won't find Heaven, not in these hills
[01:25.475] Boy, you shouldn't be here
[01:28.175] All you need to fall in love
[01:30.414] You won't find Heaven, not in these hills
[01:35.331] Boy, you shouldn't be here
[01:37.977] All you need to fall in love
[02:05.436] When she arrived, it was two-ten at night
[02:08.654] We had sex and you cried, was the best in your life
[02:12.100] And the last time we spoke, if we shoot for July
[02:15.558] You can still make your mind, but I can't save your life
[02:19.065] Baby, sorry, but I rarely do this, you can't kill me through this
[02:22.761] I just wanna shine like Barracuda's kid, do this shit for mammy Sue
[02:26.493] This shit ain't nothin' new, this, this I knew since I was a jit
[02:29.856] Clean my room and pray for this, eat my dinner
[02:32.533] Then go back to whatever finna make me rich
[02:34.459] Whole lotta feeling that you can't dismiss
[02:36.126] I was somewhere stuck in a hotel room
[02:37.945] We was serving to the kids, no waitresses
[02:39.816] All this shit come back around
[02:41.511] Homie don't get too down, I got your back sometime
[02:46.895] Ridin' 'til the wheels fall off
[02:48.789] And if this shit don't sell
[02:50.612] She said "You'll still be my favorite"
[02:52.415] And I wish I could save her but-
[02:55.447] Do this shit for mammy Sue
[02:57.077] This ain't nothin' new
[02:58.972] Do this shit for Apollonia
[03:01.110] Bitch, I thought I told you
[00:01.000] 作词 : Dominic Fike/Julian Cruz/Sam Homaee/Jon Wienner
[00:30.762] Why switch like different seasons?
[00:33.192] I give that shit a weekend
[00:35.674] Hollywood don't need a reason
[00:37.918] To make you think you look bigger than you are
[00:40.815] Mileage, politics and violence
[00:44.335] At least somebody's driving
[00:47.839] All you need to fall in love
[00:50.838] Mileage, politics and violence
[00:54.245] At least somebody's driving
[00:57.904] All you need to fall in love
[01:20.545] You won't find Heaven, not in these hills
[01:25.475] Boy, you shouldn't be here
[01:28.175] All you need to fall in love
[01:30.414] You won't find Heaven, not in these hills
[01:35.331] Boy, you shouldn't be here
[01:37.977] All you need to fall in love
[02:05.436] When she arrived, it was two-ten at night
[02:08.654] We had sex and you cried, was the best in your life
[02:12.100] And the last time we spoke, if we shoot for July
[02:15.558] You can still make your mind, but I can't save your life
[02:19.065] Baby, sorry, but I rarely do this, you can't kill me through this
[02:22.761] I just wanna shine like Barracuda's kid, do this shit for mammy Sue
[02:26.493] This shit ain't nothin' new, this, this I knew since I was a jit
[02:29.856] Clean my room and pray for this, eat my dinner
[02:32.533] Then go back to whatever finna make me rich
[02:34.459] Whole lotta feeling that you can't dismiss
[02:36.126] I was somewhere stuck in a hotel room
[02:37.945] We was serving to the kids, no waitresses
[02:39.816] All this shit come back around
[02:41.511] Homie don't get too down, I got your back sometime
[02:46.895] Ridin' 'til the wheels fall off
[02:48.789] And if this shit don't sell
[02:50.612] She said "You'll still be my favorite"
[02:52.415] And I wish I could save her but-
[02:55.447] Do this shit for mammy Sue
[02:57.077] This ain't nothin' new
[02:58.972] Do this shit for Apollonia
[03:01.110] Bitch, I thought I told you
作曲 : Dominic Fike/Julian Cruz/Sam Homaee/Jon Wienner
作词 : Dominic Fike/Julian Cruz/Sam Homaee/Jon Wienner
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 driving
All you need to fall in love
Mileage, politics and violence
At least somebody's driving
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
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 kill 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 feeling 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
Ridin' '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 ain't nothin' new
Do this shit for Apollonia
Bitch, I thought I told you
作词 : Dominic Fike/Julian Cruz/Sam Homaee/Jon Wienner
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 driving
All you need to fall in love
Mileage, politics and violence
At least somebody's driving
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
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 kill 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 feeling 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
Ridin' '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 ain't nothin' new
Do this shit for Apollonia
Bitch, I thought I told you
