A.I. Lyrics – Dominic Fike
“A.I.” is an English language song by Dominic Fike, published on October 20, 2026 as a part of his album How to Quit Smoking. Dominic Fike serves as the artist, composer, and lyricist, reflecting his participation in the track in terms of singing, composing, and lyric writing. The combination of Dominic Fike’s skills as the artist, composer, and lyricist creates the unique style of the track and contributes to his personal creative involvement. The term “A.I.” stands for artificial intelligence and can imply any thoughts connected with technologies, communication via digital devices, or interaction of human feelings with machine-made experience. Given the title, the lyrics may touch upon such topics as authenticity, human feelings in the technological era, connection between people, etc.; however, its interpretation depends on the content of the lyrics. It can be considered within the context of How to Quit Smoking and the collection of musical pieces. Overall, “A.I.” focuses on the creative contribution of Dominic Fike in singing, composition, and lyric writing.
A.I. Song Info
| Song Information | Details |
|---|---|
| Singer | Dominic Fike |
| Composer | Dominic Fike |
| Lyrics | Dominic Fike |
| Album | How to Quit Smoking |
| Release | 20 Oct 2026 |
| Language | English |
A.I. Song Lyrics
Ooh, ooh
Oh, it ends all the way, it ends
Baby, I was tripping on old s*it
Before I sold records and was on TV, yeah (Ooh)
And lost it all to a twenty-two, or twenty-three, or was it ’cause I had to kick it, yeah (Ooh)
Baby blue, green Monte Carlo, but it never come around no more (Ooh)
You’re running like guys tryna pull (Ooh, ooh) their damn jobs (Ooh, ooh) out from under your feet, yeah (Ooh, ooh)
Lemon lime, (Ooh) peanut butter jelly
Go together, like black and blue, ooh (Ooh)
I’m tryna (Ooh) tell tales to my younger self, like, I belong with you (Ooh)
And women (Ooh) lie too, say you swear it’s all true
Baby, you swear it’s all true
Women lie, hey
Women, women, women lie, hey (Ooh, ooh), okay
Remember back when twenty of us packed in?
Baby, talk about FaceTime
Yeah, nappy cornrows with them baggy jean shorts, had you looking like AI
Number nine scent, I remember back when you would wear it on date night
Twenty-five years since I come around here
Man, it’s just starting to feel like (Like)
Ayy, remember we were due like one hundred percent of the work for like ten percent profit, dog? (Mr. Jet)
Man, remember when you thought all that work would get you out?
But you still up at your momma crib, baby (Mr. Jet)
I spent seven years on vacation and I’m back, making up for lost time (Mr. Jet)
And now that I’m here, girl
I realize that you’re right for me the whole time
Lemon lime, (Ooh) peanut butter jelly
Go together, like black & blue, ooh (Ooh)
I’m tryna (Ooh) tell tales to my younger self, like, I belong with you (Ooh)
And women (Ooh) lie too, say you swear it’s all true
Baby, you swear it’s all true
Women lie, hey
Women, women, women lie, hey (Ooh, ooh), okay
Remember back when twenty of us packed in?
Baby, talk about FaceTime
Yeah, nappy cornrows with them baggy jean shorts, had you looking like AI
Number nine scent, I remember back when you would wear it on date night
Twenty-five years since I come around here
Man, it’s just starting to feel like
It’s twenty-five years since I come around here, baby, it’s
(Whadda whomp whomp whomp)
(Whadda whomp whomp whomp whomp)
(Whadda whomp whomp whomp)
(Babe)
