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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler, The Creator
Vocals
Frank Ocean
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Okonma
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler, The Creator
Producer
Vic Wainstein
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Trehy Harris
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was sixteen when we first laid eyes
Scrawny little fucker, yeah, I was that guy
And you was down for the weekend, I was down for the greeting
And you eyes the same color shit that Jasper be chiefing
Couple freckles on ya noses, roses made you blush
Gentleman I was like, I wasn't tryna fuck
But it was my first official date, so I was stuck, like
It was past curfew, and we was at the Grove
And it was raining, and I had to be home
And then you grab my hand, talking about tryna get home safe or something
All I remember was your motherfucking face, face, face
[Chorus]
I play in your hair as you rub on my ears
Then we awkwardly stare until our lips locked
Then we awkwardly stared because our lips locked
Now it's awkward in here because our lips locked
Feels like I'm floating in air
Can't believe that this dare turned into a reality when our lips locked
Man, this feels like a dream because our lips locked
You officially put my feelings inside a Ziploc bag
[Verse 2]
You gotta a **** sprung, whenever I'm holding your hand, and
Making eye contact, I feel like the damn man
'Cause even though I am and get round of applauses
I'm insecure, then I start to think that I do not stand chance
But, moments, wish that I can own it or lease it or clone it
'Cause holding your fingertips is golden
I fucking love you, now treat my palms like a bowling ball, and
Grip and keep holding on, girl
[Chorus]
As you rub on my ears
Then we awkwardly stare until our lips locked
Then we awkwardly stared because our lips locked
Now it's awkward in here because our lips locked
Feels like I'm floating in air
Can't believe that this dare turned into a reality when our lips locked
Man, this feels like a dream because our lips locked
You officially put my feelings inside a Ziploc bag
You got a ****
[Verse 3]
Wait, don't think this is going to work
Things got complicated and a couple feelings got hurt
I haven't talked to you in a couple of days, I got too comfortable
And started to think that we was really a couple
But hey, at least there was time spent (Fuck you)
But by the time you hear this, you won't know what these rhymes meant
But when you realize, it's awkward, your name still my password
So I'm always fucking reminded you got a **** sprung
[Refrain]
You're my girlfriend, you're my girl
Whether you like it or not
You're my girl, you're my girlfriend, you're my girl, girlfriend (You know I like you a lot)
You're my girl, you're my girlfriend, you're my girl (Shit, I know that you not)
You're my girl, you're my girlfriend, you're my girlfriend
You're my girl, ooh
You're my, you're my girl
Ooh, girlfriend, girlfriend
You're my girlfriend, you're my girl, girlfriend
You're my girl, you're my girlfriend
Written by: Tyler Okonma