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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NoCap
NoCap
Vocals
Sleepy Hallow
Sleepy Hallow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Nduwimana
Daniel Nduwimana
Songwriter
Gene Hixon
Gene Hixon
Songwriter
Kobe Crawford
Kobe Crawford
Songwriter
Machado Joseph
Machado Joseph
Songwriter
Tegan Chambers
Tegan Chambers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gene Hixon
Gene Hixon
Mixing Engineer
Al'Geno
Al'Geno
Producer
Kookup
Kookup
Producer
xynothing
xynothing
Producer

Lyrics

(Al Geno on the track) VVS diamonds on these guns and these MACs Not incarcerated, but I miss the bond that we had Like a baseball coach, I be wantin' you home, ayy If you not in the picture, you at the wrong base Standin' on this bridge in London, I jump right now if you want me to And I kicked my double cup and bloody karats I'm on the last flight to Paris for your lovin' with no luggage Ayy, told that bitch I'm Crippin', tryna see no red flags Mama did it all like we had a dead dad Say I'm garbage, when you see me, you be glad, yeah (Glad, yeah) Keep that fake shit, that shit only make me mad, yeah (Mad, yeah) Uh, voices in my head gon' say I'm buggin' Got demons on my back, thе only reason I be frontin' Need some lovin', look, girl, I'm nеw to this, I thought you knew She say I'm ludicrous, but cool as shit, I act a fool She said, "If you tryna leave, then that's on you," uh Just don't be out here frontin' like I wasn't stayin' true Tell the truth It's a world full of people, I want you, uh (I want you) All these fishes in the sea, but only us inside this pool I say we should stick together like we glued, uh (Like we glued) I say I don't fuck with them, baby, I just fuck with you I say right now, I'm just feelin' too confused, uh I say right now, you should pull up on me Get me out this mood (Get me out this mood) VVS diamonds on these guns and these MACs Not incarcerated, but I miss the bond that we had Like a baseball coach, I be wantin' you home, ayy If you not in the picture, you at the wrong base Standin' on this bridge in London, I jump right now if you want me to And I kicked my double cup and bloody karats I'm on the last flight to Paris for your lovin' with no luggage
Writer(s): Kobe Crawford, Gene Hixon, Daniel Nduwimana, Tegan Chambers, Joseph Machada Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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