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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Your Grandparents
Your Grandparents
Performer
Chaz Carter
Chaz Carter
Lead Vocals
Kyle DaCosta
Kyle DaCosta
Lead Vocals
Connor Waine
Connor Waine
Trumpet
Patrick Kelly
Patrick Kelly
Electric Bass Guitar
Sam KS
Sam KS
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chaz Carter
Chaz Carter
Songwriter
Cole, Thompson
Cole, Thompson
Songwriter
Kyle DaCosta
Kyle DaCosta
Songwriter
Connor McElwain
Connor McElwain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ghettoblasterman
Ghettoblasterman
Producer
Chris Nelson
Chris Nelson
Producer
Branden Stroup
Branden Stroup
Mixing Engineer
Jared Hirshland
Jared Hirshland
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You (You)
So Damn Fly (You so fly)
Oh you (You)
So Damn Fly (You so fly)
[Verse 2]
You don't even need no plane, shit, you flyin'
Your movement is based in ya guidance
You don't even show no shame, shit, you wildin'
I can't even blame you, ya solid
[Verse 3]
Be as cold hearted as you please
All the causes can't be common
Contemplate on your beliefs
Seeking confirmation and conversation 'bout killed dreams
Seen dishonesty and poverty, gravity hold yo seams
Cling to it, speak your peace
You can't lose yo cool to a foolie, that's fumbling
Fundamentals will teach you confidence, when they strike at you
I can fill any desire, high flying, soaring through you
It's decisions I required, I like ya style, you a beauty
I won't take advantage, I'm looking forward to you truly
Bring it all, hopes, fears, what you lost, your ideas, common flaws
Come to me, we need this calm, who are we to think we're wrong?
I like you style, you a beauty, I won't take advantage
I'm looking forward to you truly, don't be so demanding
[Verse 4]
You (You so)
So Damn Fly (You so fly)
[Verse 5]
You don't even need no plane, shit, you flyin'
Your movement is based in ya guidance
You don't even show no shame, shit, you wildin'
I can't even blame you, ya solid
[Verse 6]
I don't got no good demands
I ain't finna tell you what to do
Eyes closed I won't put you back
I fuck with you for telling me the truth
Fly lil' Gucci bag, girl, you got me bad
Twirl yo body, girl, yo hobbies all got you prepared
I suddenly knew she cared
Kamasutra do some new shit there
And, ****, I knew she danced
Got her name in gold on two good breasts
[Verse 7]
You (You)
So Damn Fly (You so fly)
Oh you (You)
So Damn Fly (You so fly)
Written by: Chaz Carter, Chris Nelson, Cole, Thompson, Connor McElwain, Kyle DaCosta
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