Auteur : Alexandrine Yetunde Joseph, Philipp Gysin, Ásdís María Viðarsdóttir
Compositeur : Maximilian Seizo Milz, Philipp Albinger, Alexandrine Yetunde Joseph, Philipp Gysin, Ásdís María Viðarsdóttir
Paroles
I’ve heard stories
You can’t seem to get your head up out my business
Shooting shots behind my back think I won’t notice
There’s so much you still don’t understand
Always blamin’, preaching, tryna teach me
When I ain’t even asking for it
It’s so funny how you know it all
But there’s that one thing
That you keep forgetting
I don’t give a
My friends are on the floor
You’re not what I came here for
Say you wanna talk I’m like na
And I know you can’t read my mind
But don’t you feel the vibe
There’s not much to understand
And when I focus
I can almost hear the music past your nonsense
I know the night is young but I don’t have the patience
To be acting like I give a damn
Always blamin’, preaching, tryna teach me
When I ain’t even asking for it
It’s so funny how you know it all
But there’s that one thing
That you keep forgetting
I don’t give a
My friends are on the floor
You’re not what I came here for
Say you wanna talk I’m like na
And I know you can’t read my mind
But don’t you feel the vibe
There’s not much to understand
All the girls you dating
Got you said you hate it
And what, so what ay
And if you can’t take it
Why you gotta make it say it again, again, again
My friends are on the floor
You’re not what I came here for
Say you wanna talk I’m like na
And I know you can’t read my mind
But don’t you feel the vibe
There’s not much to understand