1.Superman
Lyricist：Dylan MillsJean BaptisteRyan BuendiaMichael McHenry
Writer(s)：Dylan MillsJean BaptisteRyan BuendiaMichael McHenry
2.I Don't Need A Reason
Lyricist：Dylan MillsJean BaptisteRyan BuendiaMichael McHenry
Writer(s)：Dylan MillsJean BaptisteRyan BuendiaMichael McHenry
All I do is flex, I don't need a reason
All I want is sex, I don't need a reason
Fly out on a jet, I don't need a reason
Every day's a never ending summer season
160, blink and miss me
Super nifty, riding swiftly
Rolling through the sticks
Leather extra crispy, effortlessly
Power steering, accurately, ready for action, actually
Mellow, relaxed and cocking my snapback
Not taking no God damn back chat
Just racking up fat stacks
No ring, no chain, no fat chaps
Can't get no sleep, no cat naps
And everybody wanna be on my black sack
But I don't slack
You don't really wanna see me get abstract
I'll switch up the place like have that
Don't care about none of that rap crap
Steer clear of the rat trap
Some say that I lack tact
But I'm on the map
And I'm setting the pace, I'm on track
So get out my face, I'm on slapping
I'm on scrapping, so stop yapping, what's crackalacking？
Don't follow fashion, just keeping it G
With these hoes, macking, and that's what's happening
What？
That's what's happening
God bless me, nobody can't test me
Everyday life can't stress me, stay on the ball like Messi
Money and women are the only things that impress me
I stay fly and sexy
Life is a game of chess, and all the girls wanna check me
How much do you wanna bet me, that I never ever let a female
sweat me？
Get me
I ain't gotta talk no more, cause soon as I walk in the door
everybody stops doing what they're doing, don't know what
they're pausing for, don't know what they're gawping for
Bad boy from the LDN, what the world's been calling for, been
balling for
And your girl gets wet, stays up in the morning for
Don't know what you're stalling for
Get with the programme, I got the flow and I've got the dough
and money to blow
And, this ain't a slow jam, ready to rock and I'm ready to roll,
I'm gripping at the Trojan
Never gonna get caught slipping, never gonna get caught tripping
Never too soft on the women
If it ever gets too hot in the kitchen, I'm dipping, I ain't
gonna stand there dripping, I'm missing
International, flex and go
When I'm at home, I stay low
Yo, lay in the cut, they can't see me bro
And I'm living it up, they can't be me though
Get on the mic, I get easy dough
When I'm cutting the cheques, cause I'm C.E.O.
Keep on fronting, like you don't know
I stay repping the Manor, and that's E3, Bow
Stay with a brownin', get around the town, you better hold it
down
I'll leave you breathing slow
Overstand, cause I ain't even clowning, I'll leave you drowning
from head to toe
Wet, why you trying to put me in check？
I play for keeps, you better know I don't pet
Knock your head off your shoulders, no sweat, watch your step
3.We Don't Play Around
Lyricist：Dylan MillsTeddy SkyJimmy JokerRedOne
Writer(s)：Dylan MillsTeddy SkyJimmy JokerRedOne
Make no mistakes when new go, we go hard
We don't play around
We don't play around
5AM screaming louder than rockstars
We don't play around no
We don't play around no
I'm the one to tell you how to have a good time
I wanna show you how a goods time looks like
Tell the wavers in yo house don't wait up
We're gonna party and we're gonna do it all night
I put something in your...that'll blow your mind
I put something in yo glass that'll free you up
So why you're standing there looking all streety
I bet you any money I could get you up top
Another one to hit it hard no excuses
All I wanna do is stand up to the music
Everybody's getting loose and this an exclusive
All the women over there they're looking intrusive
Pull your socks up a little but that is useless
Bubble nothing in my cup but a couple juices
And to say they wanna roll y'all we can do this
And they wanna make a good time making privy
Make no mistakes when new go, we go hard
We don't play around
We don't play around
5AM screaming louder than rockstars
We don't play around no
We don't play around no
Hands up that's right
We'll be in the club tonight
Hands up that's right
We'll be in the club tonight
Make no mistakes when new go, we go hard
We don't play around
We don't play around
Big fish, little fish, cardboard box
Now you're getting all hot, drop don't stop
You're feeling like you're gonna pass her all up
Did you ever think that you could ever get this hot
Everybody looking at you and they're all in shock
Cause you're getting drivy with it all of over the shot
But you're never for to drop I'm not
But you're never for to drop I'm not
Skippy on the bit, shuffling your feet
I know you feel sweet
But you're the one to humpy
You're the one to clash
You're gonna be a smash
I pull up the MJ blues in a flash
How you know I'm looking for the birthday lash？
Gonna get high on my birthday stash
Others wanna have a good time but guess what？
Make no mistakes when new go, we go hard
We don't play around
We don't play around
5AM screaming louder than rockstars
We don't play around no
We don't play around no
Hands up that's right
We'll be in the club tonight
Hands up that's right
We'll be in the club tonight
Make no mistakes when new go, we go hard
We don't play around no
We don't play around no
I don't wanna tell you how to have a good time
I wanna show you how a good time looks like
We go hard
I don't wanna tell you how to have a good time
I wanna show you how a good time looks like
We don't play
Hands up that's right
We'll be in the club tonight
Hands up that's right
We'll be in the club tonight
Make no mistakes when new go, we go hard
We don't play around no
We don't play around no
We don't play around no
We don't play around no
We don't play around no
We don't play around no
4.Good
Lyricist：Dylan MillsTony CottrellBryant Walker
Writer(s)：Dylan MillsTony CottrellBryant Walker
5.Spend Some Money
Lyricist：Dylan MillsJean BaptisteRyan BuendiaMichael McHenry
Writer(s)：Dylan MillsJean BaptisteRyan BuendiaMichael McHenry
Hook：
I'm just tryin to spend some money
These guys tryin to take it back
(give me that, give me that, give me that)
I'm just tryin to spend some money
( come on, come on, come on)
These girls tryin' to take it from me.
I'm up in the club with them .. like what's up
Getting bottles with my niggas like we don't give a f＊ck
I'm in the club, with the bottles
All my f＊cking money like we don't' give a f＊ck
Hot where chillin' on side fee
I got a pocket full of money and I don't speak,
I let the money do the chip cop, all up in this kick back
In fact everything's intact,
I'm living it large, large life in the truck
Trap on hard no time to recharge,
I don't stop, I just stop ..
All I see is pretty women and a lot of balls on the rocks,
But when the promise is unlocked,
I mean the middle with a floss, shocking ..
I get the party startin' come truck,
And I feel ..
So let the base truck, I let the drops keep
Get the .. then man pump it,
.. 'cause we drunk in,
And I'm wasted, mission accomplished,
Yhea yeah
Move out, I'll be in the club stop looking that ..
My niggas both size, and me lookin like ..
Bitch it's all of my a huge though
This the new you, bank and bank you know,
.. does pregnant like you know
Private jet so like we go,
Yeah it's a gram whole life, you can see the ..
Got me in the excellent, f＊ck it from .. traffic,
Great stone in the lay when I turn it retches,
Black rock star, bitches call me .
Hook：
I'm just tryin to spend some money
These guys tryin to take it back
(give me that, give me that, give me that)
I'm just tryin to spend some money
( come on, come on, come on)
These girls tryin' to take it from me.
I'm up in the club with them .. like what's up
Getting bottles with my niggas like we don't give a f＊ck
I'm in the club, with the bottles
All my f＊cking money like we don't' give a f＊ck
Great goos in my tummy
I'm tryin do the doggy but I trust it looks funny,
I look like money, just to impress,
Looking for some double D, breast than the low pot dress,
And I put the body to the test,
North the side feast, don't west the .. I'm the best,
I know you ain't settling for less
She knows what i want and she ain't got a second guess,
Triple to the hotels, chills with the home yeah
I take all with the girl yeah, I owe well
Baby it's a cold world
Getting in Jacuzzi, smoke some of this and get Uzzi
Thinking of Jame and been Juli
Really have truly, it was all that
.. tat a ta from the bot lock.
6.Arse Like That
Lyricist：Dylan MillsTeddy SkyBjorn DjupstromRedOneJimmy Joker
Writer(s)：Dylan MillsTeddy SkyBjorn DjupstromRedOneJimmy Joker
Kingston! Redone!
Dizzy!
Look at that buckle stacked on
Baby wanna shackle
I go and take my heart off
Start off fresh a round of applause
All up in my face
I could never loose track of
I don't wanna sound rude
But you got a lot of cheek
Your body looks peak sweetie
Going of to eat
I guess you never know
I really want a beat
And I ain't never seen a ...like that before
I ain't never seen a bomb so hot before
I'm back alone
I'll be your...
If you're smacking for, you're clapping for
I don't wanna waste your time
But when I check
Don't waste mine I'm fly
Never removed but I'm zoning
Wish I could understand the promoter I'm boning
You got her falling
Like when you break it down
You're like a hear attack yeah
No wonder no man around you can act sane
When you're moving like that
But they don't understand
That they don't got a chance
Cause I got a plan for us tonight
You got her falling
Like when you break it down
Cause they never seen an arse like that
Bouce!
Arse like that
Bouce!
Arse like that
You pop that in your arse you're drowning
Your trunk far from ditch...
Come and ride my two seat on
Late night creeper, I'm pleased to meet ya
Hate to see you go
Love to see you leave
Figure how you could see
Wondering how you could be
Such a beautiful body to come beneath
I'm lost for words I could hardly breathe
You got trick your...
All over the shot you ain't missing
Get close opposed when I step in
You got the kind of body I won't be forgetting
Cause you're in my senses
I ain't being pretentious
An incentive why you're being defensive
I'm a bedroom pulling let me bring you up
Come and hit me when you hear it up what's up
You got her falling
Like when you break it down
You're like a hear attack yeah
No wonder no man around you can act sane
When you're moving like that
But they don't understand
That they don't got a chance
Cause I got a plan for us tonight
You got her falling
Like when you break it down
Cause they never seen an arse like that
Bouce!
Arse like that
Bouce!
Arse like that
Wind that popo
Shake that popo
You'll be smacking hard
Pop it hard
Wind that popo
Look at that popo
Shake that popo
Grind that popo
You'll be smacking hard
Pop it hard
Let me smack it hard
Back it hard
You got her falling
Like when you break it down
You're like a hear attack yeah
No wonder no man around you can act sane
When you're moving like that
But they don't understand
That they don't got a chance
Cause I got a plan for us tonight
You got her falling
Like when you break it down
Cause they never seen an arse like that
Bouce!
Arse like that
Bouce!
Arse like that
7.Something Really Bad
Lyricist：Will.I.AmDylan MillsJonas JebergJean BaptisteMichael
McHenry
Writer(s)：Will.I.AmDylan MillsJonas JebergJean BaptisteMichael
McHenry
Yo, I had a hell of a night
I was out of my mind
Turned up I was high as a kite
A jolly fellow
I was showing my bright whites
And getting trippy under the strobe lights
I'm loving the nightlife
And getting jiggy keeping the vibe right
Setting my mind a light
Getting the party hype
Pretty little thing in my eyesight,
She's my type
Something's telling me
She ain't uptight
She's giving me the eyes like
What are you waiting for
I'm looking at her back like
Cool say no more
I save my jaw but I ain't playing
Are you fucking me？
I'm saying it raw
She didn't take no offence
I was straight in the door
I guess I hit her with an offer
That she couldn't ignore
It all happened so fast
Like I met her before
But I was so damn high
How could I be sure
Now we're in my hotel room taking a tour
Let's get into something really bad
Love me baby love me love me bad
I love it when the good girls act so bad
I love it when the bad girls do it like that
Let's get into something really bad
Love me baby love me love me bad
I love it when the good girls act so bad
I love it when the bad girls do it, do it, like, like that
Get freaky, let's get freaky
Get freaky, let's get freaky
Now it's totally on
Pour a couple more drinks
Put some Jodeci on
Put a towel under the door
And put the privacy on
We're stinking up the whole place
The weed's overly strong
We should be getting undressed
Now take off your thong
I'll help you with your bra strap
And then I hit you with the long and the strong
And you can make as much noise
Till your vocals are gone
It feels right coz it's totally wrong
But we're just living the good life
Like everyone should, right？
I'm giving her good pipe,
we're having a good night
I'm pretty sure one day
She'll be a good wife
And that's a good luck
But it's not in my foresight
But that don't matter now,
We're gonna fuck till the sunlight
I hit her from the back
Now I'm gripping the bumper tight
Whole lot of banging
I ain't bragging
You would think it's a gunfight
I'm happy that you've come
Now give me the light
Let's get into something really bad
Love me baby love me love me bad
I love it when the good girls act so bad
I love it when the bad girls do it like that
Let's get into something really bad
Love me baby love me love me bad
I love it when the good girls act so bad
I love it when the bad girls do it, do it, like, like that
Get freaky, let's get freaky
Get freaky, let's get freaky
Yo I come clean
You can swallow you ain't gotta spit
And you ain't gotta go home
But I gotta split
And if it's all the same
I'm really glad you came
You kept me entertained
I weren't doin shit
I got a couple things
That I gotta do today
But I'm great and I'm really glad
I woke up with you today
I probably said a couple things
I don't usually say
And I know you're not a hoe
You don't usually play
You would never just leave
You would usually stay
Never had a one night stand
That's okay
Ain't got to explain
Nothing wrong with sharing long
It's just an exchange
Get freaky, let's get freaky
Get freaky, let's get freaky
Let's get into something really bad
Love me baby love me love me bad
I love it when the good girls act so bad
I love it when the bad girls do it, do it, like, like bad
Bad, bad, bad, bad
8.Goin' Crazy(Album Version)
Lyricist：Dylan MillsTim AndersonJamin Wilcox
Writer(s)：Dylan MillsTim AndersonJamin Wilcox
Every single morning
Wake up in the afternoon
Cover up the mirror
Just to get a better view
Been around the world and never even left the room
And I, I can't figure out
Why？ So I just scream and shout
I believe, I believe, I believe
I believe I'm going crazy
Going crazy, Going crazy
I believe I'm losing my mind
Everybody's looking at me, but I don't see them
Living for the weekend, caught in the deep end
Tryina tread water, do it for my unborn daughter
Lamb to the slaughter, life's getting shorter
Tryina get high off a quarter
I'm fly in a saucer, my life is a corker
Star, pop bottles, date top models
Middle finger in the air, not a care, going full throttle
Where's the love though？
Nobody cares about that, where's the club？ Where's the drugs
though？ Front row
Follow the flow, Megaupload
Feel the adrenaline rush, who's the mug though？ I don't know
I, I can't figure out
Why？
So I just scream and shout？
I believe, I believe, I believe
I believe I'm going crazy
Going crazy, Going crazy
I believe I'm losing my mind
Living in a bubble, my life is a puzzle
I'm caught in the rubble, now pass me a shovel
Now pass me a shot, and make it a double
I'm a whole lot of trouble and I don't do subtle
It's all or nothing, I don't wanna juggle
No crabs in a bucket, I don't wanna huddle
I've got my own name, tryna figure out the whole game
Going insane, 150 in the slow lane
Getting ahead of myself
My God, already thinking how can I better myself
Should I be somebody else？ Should I be pacing myself？
My car's a rocket, and if I get too carried away, I wouldn't
know when to stop it
I, I can't figure out
Why？
So I just scream and shout？
I believe, I believe, I believe
I believe I'm going crazy
Going crazy, Going crazy
I believe I'm losing my mind
Tryina get a hold of
Tryina get a hold of you
Tryina get control of
Tryina get control of me
9.Bang Bang
Lyricist：Dylan Mills'Pop' Wansel
Writer(s)：Dylan Mills'Pop' Wansel
10.Love This Town
Lyricist：Dylan Mills
Writer(s)：Dylan Mills
11.H - Town
Lyricist：Bun BTrae Tha TruthDylan MillsAlain MacklovitchOliver
Goldstein
Writer(s)：Bun BTrae Tha TruthDylan MillsAlain MacklovitchOliver
Goldstein
Yo, you know I can't forget about H-town
Down South family
Texas (woop)
Holdin' me down from young
Trust me, trust me, trust me, yo
Keepin' it trill
In the home of the brave
Chillin' wit' the OG
UGK
Rollin' up swishers, and I smoke till I faint
Draped up whilst hitting them switches in the car all covered in
candy paint
I'm rollin' round H-Town
Where Texas mandem hold me down
I'm rollin' round H-Town where
Where Texas mandem hold me down
I'm tollin' round H-Town
Where Texas mandem hold me down
I said, rollin' round H-Town
I'm rollin' round H-Town
Texas mandem hold me down
Actin' an arse, yeah I fool around
You know it's all mad when I'm in town
No I don't drink that purple juice
DJ Screw got me feelin' loose
Might put a diamond in my tooth
I've got a lot of money, that's my excuse
Sitting in the slab with Trill OG
Holding a smoke in a big old tree
Looking for a girl with a big old B
And she can swallow these nuts ASAP
I've got an attitude like Pimp C
These hoes ain't getting no sympathy
And breddas better not talk shit to me
Cause that's a good way to get an injury
Whole lot of goons and whole lot of guns
Now we're in the strip club, throwing up a lot of ones
There's a whole lot of titties and a whole lot of bums
Yeah the down south breddas, they're a whole lot of fun
And I'm always on a hype when I come, there's a whole lot of
sure and I never wanna leave, the party's never done
We just take it to the parking lot, and then we laugh a lot,
until they call the cops, yo
Man, got a call from a boy from the boy from London
Young Diz, what it do my G？
Said he wanna come down to the states
You already know that's cool with me
I'm in H-town posted up
Let's get some drinks, toast it up
Hit up the scene and light up some green
And burn that purp till we roasted, what
Pick rudeboy up the Jag
Fresh as fuck and we got the swag
And we rollin' clean,
And we acting bad
And these boys wanna hate, why you mad？
Gladiators stay on deck
You don't want them boys catch your wreck
Cause they'll bus your face
And they'll break your neck
You better back up bitch and show respect
Before your ass get checked
When I pull up in the city in a back of a slab
I got a late night bitch saying come out the cab
I'll have a whole trunk going off like jabs
Nigga everything paid, I ain't got no tabs
Do this here for Texas, that's my city
Diamonds all in my chain, they cost like 50
Yeah, I'm up in the gutter where niggas play gritty
Ain't nothing here pretty
We bad like Diddy
Everything screwed up where I'm from, slow it up
R.I.P. Big Moe, everybody pouring up
When I throw the hood up, everybody shown up
If I make it out the gate, everybody blowing up
I'mma do this here for my nigga Dizzee Rascal
King of the streets, here to block my castle
I'll tell the whole world, go ahead and respect it
I've got this bitch like it ain't no hassle
12.Heart Of A Warrior
Lyricist：Dylan Mills
Writer(s)：Dylan Mills
I will fight 'till I take my last breath
I got the heart of a warrior, the heart of a warrior
I'll be down, I'll be up and I'm bless
I got the heart of a warrior, the heart of a warrior
I never back down
'
..superstar I'm super'
Still I know that they still hate us
We making appear us'shut, shut '
'
I'm just doing a lot'
I'm just doing a lot '
You should think '
'
'losing my cool
'
I'll be act as a foul, I'll be act as a foul
I will fight 'till I take my last breath
I got the heart of a warrior, the heart of a warrior
I'll be down, I'll be up and I'm bless
I got the heart of a warrior, the heart of a warrior
I never back down
'
..and never cool me from the feet
'
'come with me '
I'm having a '
'is looking over '
'you like the 'sing the '
'cuz I stay high style '
Don't stay no'
'
I will fight 'till I take my last breath
I got the heart of a warrior, the heart of a warrior
I'll be down, I'll be up and I'm bless
I got the heart of a warrior, the heart of a warrior
I never back down
I will break through the fire , I got the eyes of a tiger
So tell me what's gonna stop me now
God knows that I put there in hours
Can't lose that I got the power
'smoke in the sky '
But I'mma take it just a little bit higher
I will fight 'till I take my last breath
I got the heart of a warrior, the heart of a warrior
I'll be down, I'll be up and I'm bless
I got the heart of a warrior, the heart of a warrior
I never back down
13.Life Keeps Moving On
Lyricist：Dylan MillsTim AndersonJamin Wilcox
Writer(s)：Dylan MillsTim AndersonJamin Wilcox
14.Here 2 China
Lyricist：Calvin HarrisDillon FrancisDylan Mills
Writer(s)：Calvin HarrisDillon FrancisDylan Mills
Yeah
Yo
Alright let me just cool this right now quickly
Super trippy riding through the gritty inner city
Roll with the committee
Handle your business or handle the pity
All I see is lots of titties
I know bunch of hippie chicks
That's ready to show me tricks
They doing the splits
I'm all up in the mix
A choir out the mist
I'm taking trips
I'm in the Ferrari looking sick
I'm in the Ferrari looking slick
Letting the engine rip
And getting a tire
A' grippin' ah slippin' and slidin'
Turning the music up
I'm vibing now I'm flying
Lord strap me if I'm lying
I ain't perfect but I'm trying
Going super sire and buying
Anything that catches my eye
Cause I'm a provider getting it in from here to china
It's so minor I'm a survivor, never retire
I'm a black tiger ready to blaze to the fire, live wire
Now I'm rolling through the shires
Blazing the green to get me higher
Now I'm inspired
Putting the pressure on the back tires
Making a hasty get away
Having a better day in every way
Than yesterday
I guess there's nothing left to say
Getting it in from here to china (getting it in from here to
china)
Wind in my face
Chilling in Versace shades
Wearing a fresh pair of gaze
Looking like car just been paid
Stupid I don't play no games
Switching out lanes on these lames
Switching out dames simple and plain
No I can't be contained
Plus I'm raw and untamed
I'm so far from mundane
Getting ghost is my aim
I suggest you do the same
Taking a trip out to Spain
With my girl Mary Jane
And she stays on my brain
Like a big gravy train
Papparazi on my case
Giving chase
Cameras flashing in my face
All up in my space
Gotta pick up the pace
Singing Amazing Grace
I'm in an amazing place
With crazy pape's
I ain't like them other lazy apes
I used to blaze the tapes
So now I stays hoping for my break
Making no mistakes
Now I rolling with the breaks
But still book time for my original mates
So we don't bubble with hate
We just get on with it
You brothers are constipated
And your shit is over rated
...you should save it
15.Bassline Junkie
Lyricist：Dylan MillsMJ Cole
Writer(s)：Dylan MillsMJ Cole
Hey turn the bass up, turn the bass up
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass,
Dirty, dirty stinking,
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass,
Bass, bass, bass, bass
I don't need no speed, no
I don't need no heroin, no thanks
I don't want no coke, not today
You can keep your ketamine, yeah
I'm a bassline junkie, what？
I'm a bassline junkie, tell them again
I'm a bassline junkie, tell them again
And I like it funky
Don't touch it, who told you to touch it？
I will fucking kill you, don't ever touch that shit again
I'm a fiend for a big dirty bassline
When I hear one I have a great time
A bit of butterman's all I require
I let the bassline take me higher
My friends think that it's a bad habit, damn it
If you take my bass away
I'll blow your fucking face away, easy!
You might think I'm over the top
But when I hear that bassline drop
I just can't control my actions
But I still feel satisfaction
So don't come around here whinging
I just wanna hear the bassline rinsin
Or we can just skank out all day
If not get the fuck out my way
I don't need no speed, no
I don't need no heroin, no thanks
I don't want no coke, not today
You can keep your ketamine, yeah
I'm a bassline junkie, what？
I'm a bassline junkie, tell them again
I'm a bassline junkie, tell them again
And I like it funky
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass,
Dirty, dirty stinking,
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass,
Bass, bass, bass
The other day I got an ASBO order
And I think it's well out of order
All my neighbors throwing a fit
So I told them suck my dick
And I told them I got the power
And I turn the music up louder
All night till 6 in the morning
Old bastards, they just boring
You know me, I'm the bassline father
Nobody can tell me neither
And the police turned up and they took me
We drove out to the nick and they booked me
Then they said they'd give me a caution
If I didn't give them no distortion
But I said don't bother, I'm guilty
And my bassline's fucking filthy
I don't need no speed, no
I don't need no heroin, no thanks
I don't want no coke, not today
You can keep your ketamine, yeah
I'm a bassline junkie, what？
I'm a bassline junkie, tell them again
I'm a bassline junkie, tell them again
I don't like it funky
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass,
Dirty, dirty stinking,
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass,
Bass, bass, bass
Bass, bass, bass
Bass, bass, bass.
16.Watch Your Back
Lyricist：Dylan MillsTim Anderson
Writer(s)：Dylan MillsTim Anderson
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