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IDK - Michael What TF [Official Audio]
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
IDK
IDK
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
DeAndre Way
DeAndre Way
Songwriter:in
James Blake Litherland
James Blake Litherland
Songwriter:in
Jason Mills
Jason Mills
Songwriter:in
Jazmine Sullivan
Jazmine Sullivan
Songwriter:in
Salaam Gibbs
Salaam Gibbs
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Calin Enache
Calin Enache
Mischtechniker:in
Andrew Dawson
Andrew Dawson
Mischtechniker:in
Rascal
Rascal
Produzent:in
Santiago Salazar
Santiago Salazar
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Lyrics

I aim my pistol at your heart (Back on my bullshit, Michael what?) That's how I know it's really beating (Back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?) I was your band-aid at the start (I'm back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?) But now I'd rather see you bleeding (I'm back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael wh—) Back on my bullshit Pull up on you, white Beamer, that's Cool Whip Bitches seem him, they screaming, they drool quick Colosseums, I see 'em, my tour shit Got me thinking like, I ain't got love in my heart For nobody that ain't got love from the start My stepfather text me and told me that mama died Ain't have the balls for a call Now he just taking the house and the wealth Keep the life insurance bread for himself Had the nerve to move a bitch in the house And told grandma and grandpa he kicking 'em out I aim my pistol at your heart (Back on my bullshit, Michael what?) That's how I know it's really beating (Back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?) I was your band-aid at the start (I'm back on my bullshit, Michael what? Back on my bullshit, Michael what?) But now I'd rather see you bleeding (Back on my bullshit, Michael what? I'm back on my bullshit, Michael) (One, two, three, four) Back on my bullshit Pull up on you, white Bimmer, that's Cool Whip Bitches seem him, they screaming, they drool quick Colosseums, I see 'em, my tour shit In my mind got your BM, in my DM Trynna pull up in the in the PM, ain't no leaving Fuck with the gang and they leave ya with a seizure Operation you gon need your anesthesia, spot you like cheetah My watch is sick, the rocks is sick I seen your shit, the opposite My watch is sick, the rocks is sick I seen your shit, the opposite That's just the shit that I say To contain all the hate that I have in my brain All I have is complaints got me going insane Yeah, I'm fly, but I wish I could jump off this plane Can't nobody see the scars I got on my face Can't nobody see the heart I had, don't remain Every time it beats, I beat myself up with shame That's the reason why I keep on aiming it (At your heart)
Writer(s): Salaam Remi Gibbs, Jazmine Sullivan, Deandre Way, Tobias Breuer, James Blake, Jason Lee Mills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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