Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smino
Smino
Vocals
Ravyn Lenae
Ravyn Lenae
Vocals
Erik Hunter
Erik Hunter
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Smith Jr.
Christopher Smith Jr.
Songwriter
Ahmanti Booker
Ahmanti Booker
Songwriter
Ravyn Lenae Washington
Ravyn Lenae Washington
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Smino
Smino
Engineer
Ravyn Lenae
Ravyn Lenae
Engineer
monte booker
monte booker
Producer
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Walking light on these glass flows My tippy's, 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 shh me When I tried to think about you, babe Walking past my feet See, why you never need me? You was really a vessel You cut it, It blooded I bled out, you ran out It's dead now Lately I been thinking 'bout your glow again Lately I been, lately I been thinking 'bout a go again Don't you know my diamond soul? Don't you know my time is gold? Lately I been drinking, still dehydrated 'Lil chocolate water, Henny got me callin', hello operator Tell lil' shawty, grab the phone Fuck around, done been too long 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, pitty pat, long paragraphs Make me tisk when you get like that Fall back, took a trip Roll the luggage, burnin' pack Fuck that, feelin' like I need a new thing Walking light on these glass flows My tippy's, 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 shh me When I tried to think about you, babe Walking past my feet See, why you never need me? You was really a vessel You cut it, It blooded I bled out, you ran out It's dead now Rest assured, you about to ruin your pedicure Tippy-toeing this nigga in the Chi Ca I go with ya, huh? Feelin' like any nigga in the room can be the guy Feelin' like every bitch I bone a skeleton of mine Prolly why I felt insecure that one night out Chi Ca I go back in time, can I Michael J. Fox? Prolly call up Lil' Bari and turn Delorean to hotbox Moon child, lil' shawty cry shootin' stars any time she cry Cry me a river, I'll teach you how to build a boat I'm John Cena with 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, I can't control my health (Oh my God, you're in my bed) Walking light on these glass flows My tippy's, 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 shh me When I tried to think about you, babe Walking past my feet See, why you never need me? You was really a vessel You cut it, It blooded I bled out, you ran out It's dead now I think I made you too special I think I made you too special
Writer(s): Ahmanti Booker, Christopher Smith, Rayvn Washington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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