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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Childish Gambino
Childish Gambino
Vocals
Ludwig Göransson
Ludwig Göransson
Programming
Janet Leon
Janet Leon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donald Glover
Donald Glover
Songwriter
Ludwig Göransson
Ludwig Göransson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Donald Glover
Donald Glover
Producer
Ludwig Göransson
Ludwig Göransson
Producer
Ryan McClure
Ryan McClure
Recording Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Bryan Carrigan
Bryan Carrigan
Recording Engineer
Chris Fogel
Chris Fogel
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Now when they see us in the streets
All they wanna do is take pics
And I'm like, okay
And when they hear us on the beat
All they wanna do is make hits
And I'm like, okay
Okay
[Verse 2]
And if you're feelin' how I'm feelin'
Now the world should be
Perfectly, a fire like I'm third degree
And suddenly, shorty we got so high
Fire fly
[Verse 3]
Skateboardin' down at Washington Square
Lookin' for quarters, maybe afford a falafel for dinner
Uh, I'm so broke man, scholarship apologist
Facebook messages from college kids who hollerin'
Girls like, we love you, we go to LSU
You gotta do a show so we can come and molest you
This rap stuff is magic
I used to get called Oreo and faggot
I used to get more laughs when I got laughed at
Oh, you got a mixed tape, that's fantastic
[Verse 4]
But everybody thought it was jokes, though
They half right, the joke is
I got flow, so, don't act like
You ain't sittin' there with your friends
Like, it can't be
I know Donald Glover, he weak, man
He can't be, I'm still not down
But I upped the ante
Me and hip hop, that black Sid and Nancy
Let 'em know
[Verse 5]
Now when they see us in the streets
All they wanna do is take pics
And I'm like, okay
And when they hear us on the beat
All they wanna do is make hits
And I'm like, okay
Okay
[Verse 6]
And if you're feelin' how I'm feelin'
Now the world should be
Perfectly, a fire like I'm third degree
And suddenly, shorty we got so high
Fire fly
[Verse 7]
It's hard to make home the footsteps you're followin'
Especially when your **** look like Carlton
The pretty girls usin' Skin So Soft
Only be likin' black dudes with they hats broke off
****, you act too soft
Fuck you, I'm from the projects
My mom was just workin' to give me options
No live shows, 'cause I can't find sponsors
For the only black kid at a Sufjan concert
[Verse 8]
Yeah so, what you gon' do man, you don't speak to the hood, man
If I was given one chance, I think I could, man
These black kids want somethin' new, I swear it
Somethin' they wanna say, but couldn't 'cause they embarrassed
All I do is make the stuff I woulda liked
Reference things I wanna watch, reference girls I wanna bite
Now I'm fire fly, like a burning kite
And you's a fake fuck, like a Fleshlight
Even dudes who like me straight lookin' at me crazy
Like, how the hell you drop a EP and meet Jay-Z
Girls who used to tell me I ain't cool enough
Now text me pics sayin' you can tear this up
I don't really like shades, big rims, and jewelry
But gettin' time of day from a model is new to me
Being me isn't as hard as it used to be
Now everyone sing the chorus, you do it so beautifully
[Verse 9]
Now when they see us in the streets
All they wanna do is take pics
And I'm like, okay
And when they hear us on the beat
All they wanna do is make hits
And I'm like, okay
Okay
[Verse 10]
And if you're feelin' how I'm feelin'
Now the world should be
Perfectly, a fire like I'm third degree
And suddenly, shorty we got so high
Fire fly
[Verse 11]
Now when they see us in the streets
All they wanna do is take pics
And I'm like, okay
And when they hear us on the beat
All they wanna do is make hits
And I'm like, okay
Okay
[Verse 12]
And if you're feelin' how I'm feelin'
Now the world should be
Perfectly, a fire like I'm third degree
And suddenly, shorty we got so high
Written by: Donald Glover, Ludwig Göransson
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