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"H3@rt$ W3re M3@nt T0 F7y" by Childish Gambino is a song that celebrates Black women and nostalgia, with its glitchy electronic production setting a bold and experimental tone.

It's also noted for its connection to Rihanna's "We Found Love" when sped up to 110-115%. The lyrics express confidence and success, while the song's rhythm and sound evoke a sense of nostalgia for the 2010s.
Performed By: Childish Gambino
Genre(s): EDM, Dance, Electronic
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Donald Glover, Ama Serwah Genfi
Released: July 18th, 2024
Year: 2024




Childish Gambino - H3@rt$ W3re M3@nt T0 F7y Lyrics
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Are we gonna die?
Not tonight

This is real (not done)
Tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Broke boy, tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Tell me how it feel
This is real (not done)
Tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Tell me how it feel
Bitch, I'm 'bout to stunt on these hoes
Donald Glover called cut on these hoes
Put that nigga in a blunt, uh
F*ckin' on a cunt, huh
This a lifestyle, bitch
Put that shit together, that was my style, bitch (yeah)
Diamond chain on me came embedded (bling, bling)
Heard they asked about me, tell 'em that I said it, (tell them hoes) huh
Ooh, hearts were meant to fly
But I'm sorry for the things I've done
(Listen to the dance)

Everybody hatin' wanna get like me (ah)
Everybody Satan and I'm G-O-D (okay)
Ain't nobody livin' got my P.O.V. (Woo)
Name another nigga who got shit on me
Shoot a motherf*cker, I'm the new Spike Lee (pa)
Everybody know me, I don't need I.D. (uh-huh)
Everybody hatin' wanna get like me (oh)
Everybody Satan and I'm G-O-D

Fire, gun talk, I don't talk, you know that I'ma fire
Summertime, that hot boy, you knew that I'ma fire
When you see me realize, you know that it's a fire
Know that it's a fire, know that it's a- (fire)
I got all the fire, but that ho made me sick
Kissin' on me, shawty on me, roll on me, shit, huh
Kissin' on me, hold on me, roll on me, shit, huh
She don't know me, she just know what's on my wrist, uh
This is not a Rolex, she only wanna ball now
She think she got a man, so she only wanna talk now
She a dominatrix, she whip me, and her bra now
Wildin' on a yacht, man, I told that hoe to calm down
Niggas did me greezy and I get on
Niggas did me greezy and I'm still on
Niggas did me greezy and I'm still on (niggas did me greezy and I'm still on)
Let's go

I need you to listen to me
O-okay
No, I, I need you to listen to me right now, are you listening?
I'm, I'm listening
Nobody cares
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Are we gonna die?
Not tonight

This is real (not done)
Tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Broke boy, tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Tell me how it feel
This is real (not done)
Tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Tell me how it feel
Bitch, I'm 'bout to stunt on these hoes
Donald Glover called cut on these hoes
Put that nigga in a blunt, uh
F*ckin' on a cunt, huh
This a lifestyle, bitch
Put that shit together, that was my style, bitch (yeah)
Diamond chain on me came embedded (bling, bling)
Heard they asked about me, tell 'em that I said it, (tell them hoes) huh
Ooh, hearts were meant to fly
But I'm sorry for the things I've done
(Listen to the dance)

Everybody hatin' wanna get like me (ah)
Everybody Satan and I'm G-O-D (okay)
Ain't nobody livin' got my P.O.V. (Woo)
Name another nigga who got shit on me
Shoot a motherf*cker, I'm the new Spike Lee (pa)
Everybody know me, I don't need I.D. (uh-huh)
Everybody hatin' wanna get like me (oh)
Everybody Satan and I'm G-O-D

Fire, gun talk, I don't talk, you know that I'ma fire
Summertime, that hot boy, you knew that I'ma fire
When you see me realize, you know that it's a fire
Know that it's a fire, know that it's a- (fire)
I got all the fire, but that ho made me sick
Kissin' on me, shawty on me, roll on me, shit, huh
Kissin' on me, hold on me, roll on me, shit, huh
She don't know me, she just know what's on my wrist, uh
This is not a Rolex, she only wanna ball now
She think she got a man, so she only wanna talk now
She a dominatrix, she whip me, and her bra now
Wildin' on a yacht, man, I told that hoe to calm down
Niggas did me greezy and I get on
Niggas did me greezy and I'm still on
Niggas did me greezy and I'm still on (niggas did me greezy and I'm still on)
Let's go

I need you to listen to me
O-okay
No, I, I need you to listen to me right now, are you listening?
I'm, I'm listening
Nobody cares
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Writer: Donald Glover, Ama Serwah Genfi
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC


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