Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler, The Creator
Vocals
Estelle
Vocals
Austin Feinstein
Guitar
Rex Orange County
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Okonma
Songwriter
Estelle Fanta Swaray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler, The Creator
Producer
Vic Wainstein
Recording Engineer
Derek Jenner
Assistant Recording Engineer
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Zachary Acosta
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Josh Sellers
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Don't kill a rose
Before it could bloom
Fly, baby, fly
Out the cocoon
[Verse 1]
You don't have to hide
I can smell it in your eyes
That there's something more to say, baby
Them words
[Verse 2]
Damn, run me back
Yeah
[Verse 3]
If I could, if I could
If you could
Find the words to say (Find the words, find the words, find the words to say)
Find the words to say
Find the words
In the garden (Shed)
Go
[Chorus]
Don't kill a rose
Before it could bloom
Fly, baby, fly
Out the cocoon
[Verse 4]
Ayo
Garden shed, garden shed, garden shed, garden shed
For the garden
That is where I was hidin'
That was real love I was in
Ain't no reason to pretend
Garden shed, garden shed, garden shed
Garden shed for the garçons
Them feelings that I was guardin'
Heavy on my mind, all my friends lost
They couldn't read the signs, I didn't wanna talk
And tell 'em my location and they ain't wanna walk
Truth is, since a youth kid, thought it was a phase
Thought it'd be like the phrase; "Poof," gone
But, it's still goin' on
Big fan of the beige tan
Polka dot nose, how it goes
Had to keep it on the subwoofer
A couple butterflies wanna float
I was always like, "Eh"
Barely interested, but I bagged just to brag to my boys like, "Bruh"
This is a crucial subject matter
Sensitive like cookin' batter
Till the temperature that's risin'
Steppin' on that ladder, tryna
Grab the rings of Saturn, I'ma
Plan it by the time you hear this
Shit and chatter 'bout the heat, it—
It will not fuckin' matter
Written by: Estelle, Tyler Okonma