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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smino
Vocals
Ravyn Lenae
Vocals
Erik Hunter
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Smith Jr.
Songwriter
Ahmanti Booker
Songwriter
Ravyn Lenae Washington
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Smino
Engineer
Ravyn Lenae
Engineer
monte booker
Producer
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Walking light on these glass flows
My tippy, I'm toe up
You know what I'm thinking, I think
I think I made you too special
You took me, you shook me, you shook me
When I tried to think about you, babe
Walking past my face
See, why you never need me?
You was really a vessel
You cut it, it bled
I bled out, you ran out
It's dead now
[Verse 2]
Lately, I've been thinking 'bout your glow again
Lately I've been, lately I've been thinking 'bout a go again
Don't you know my diamond soul?
Don't you know my time is gold?
Lately, I've been drinking, still dehydrated
Little chocolate water, Henny got me calling, hello, operator
Tell little shawty, grab the phone
Fuck around, it been too long
[Verse 3]
If I had another chance, I'd throw you off my back
If I knew you had a plan, I'd never say, attack
Pity, pity, pity pat, long paragraphs
Make me tsk when you get like that
Fall back, took a trip
Roll the luggage, burning pack
**** that, feeling like I need a new thing
[Verse 4]
Walking light on these glass flows
My tippy, I'm toe up
You know what I'm thinking, I think
I think I made you too special
You took me, you shook me, you shook me
When I tried to think about you, babe
Walking past my face
See, why you never need me?
You was really a vessel
You cut it, it bled
I bled out, you ran out
It's dead now
[Verse 5]
Rest assured, you about to ruin your pedicure
Tippy-toeing this **** in the Chi
Can I go with you, huh?
Feeling like any **** in the room can be the guy
Feeling like every bitch I bone a skeleton of mine
Probably why I felt insecure that one night out in Chi
Can I go back in time?
Can I Michael J Fox?
[Verse 6]
Probably call up Little Barry and turn the DeLorean into hotbox
Moon child, little shawty cry shooting stars any time she cry
Cry me a river, I'll teach you how to build a boat
I'm John Cena with the visual
You can't see me, can't see me, no
I can't, I can't control myself
Oh my God, you're in my head
I can't control my health
Oh my God, you're in my bed
[Verse 7]
Glass flows
My tippy, I'm toe up
You know what I'm thinking, I think I
I think I made you too special
You took me, you shook me, you shook me
When I tried to think about you, babe
Walking past my face
See, why you never need me, baby?
You was really a vessel
You cut it, it bled
I bled out, you ran out
It's dead now
[Verse 8]
I think I made you too special
Written by: Ahmanti Booker, Christopher Smith, Christopher Smith Jr., Ravyn Lenae, Rayvn Washington