THIS SONG blackbear
"THIS SONG" by blackbear, released in 2021, is an introspective pop/R&B track that explores themes of heartbreak, self-reflection, and the complexities of relationships. The lyrics convey vulnerability and emotional honesty, supported by a blend of catchy melodies and laid-back production. Its relatable themes resonate widely, enhancing blackbear's cultural presence. #PopR&B
[Verse 1]
I made this song in my bedroom
Thinkin' 'bout all these fake motherfuckers
I don't give a fuck about a hater
I just throw my money, money, money up
In my truck drivin' through Los Angeles, I'm scandalous, yeah
I don't care about anything
I just care about tonight, I know
[Chorus]
That this song will probably sound better when you're drunk as fuck
That, that this song will probably sound better you're wasted
Shoutout to the haters, haters
Shoutout to the motherfuckin' player haters, yeah
'Cause I made this song drunk, you can't be that mad (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I can't wait 'til you read the news, and you hear about me (Me)
Look up at the billboards, and you see me (Me)
You think of first place, you think of my face (What's up?)
And the bottles and table, yeah, it comes free (Haha)
I'm feelin' good, I got Patron in my tummy (Yup)
And I work real hard, but the wood work try to take from me
And the same dudes that claim they in my old crew
Put they heads down when I walk through (Haha)
But I ain't sweatin', wasn't gonna put it past you
I'm just like you, hopin' I did better than last year
And when this song come on, I hope you turn it up
I dedicate this one to all the liquor in my cup
Let's go
I made this song in my bedroom
Thinkin' 'bout all these fake motherfuckers
I don't give a fuck about a hater
I just throw my money, money, money up
In my truck drivin' through Los Angeles, I'm scandalous, yeah
I don't care about anything
I just care about tonight, I know
[Chorus]
That this song will probably sound better when you're drunk as fuck
That, that this song will probably sound better you're wasted
Shoutout to the haters, haters
Shoutout to the motherfuckin' player haters, yeah
'Cause I made this song drunk, you can't be that mad (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I can't wait 'til you read the news, and you hear about me (Me)
Look up at the billboards, and you see me (Me)
You think of first place, you think of my face (What's up?)
And the bottles and table, yeah, it comes free (Haha)
I'm feelin' good, I got Patron in my tummy (Yup)
And I work real hard, but the wood work try to take from me
And the same dudes that claim they in my old crew
Put they heads down when I walk through (Haha)
But I ain't sweatin', wasn't gonna put it past you
I'm just like you, hopin' I did better than last year
And when this song come on, I hope you turn it up
I dedicate this one to all the liquor in my cup
Let's go
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