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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleepy Hallow
Sleepy Hallow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tegan Chambers
Tegan Chambers
Songwriter
Johnathan Scott
Johnathan Scott
Songwriter
Karel Jorge
Karel Jorge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Great John
Great John
Producer
Boone McElroy
Boone McElroy
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Patek and panicked I be fixin' shit up like mechanic My Lord is great I cannot come through the front with no backend Was a dummy now she double backin' Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma, uh Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma, uh She took a flight for the Patek and panicked I be fixin' shit up like mechanic I hit it once, she gon' keep comin' back in She be throwin' that shit, quarterbackin' I cannot come through the front with no backend Was a dummy now she double backin' Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma, uh Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma crack it Baby, I'm not one of those, uh I can't be trustin' these hoes, uh I put my trust in the dough Feel like Uzi, I rock and roll She said, she love me, I already know Said she love me, girl, I gotta go I'm with my muddys, I'm back on the, uh I'm with my muddys, I'm back on the road Wait, I feel like Cash and Chow It's too slizzy when I get around She get it up and I'm puttin' it down Said she never been to Pound Town And she not alone, yeah, she came a buddy My bitch bad 'cause I know it get ugly And I'm gettin' deady, I feel like a mummy Empty heart, you should fill it with money Comedian guy, he keep thinkin' he funny I'ma laugh when you turn to a duppy Don't be cappin' like you really love me Don't be actin' like you really, wait She took a flight for the Patek and panicked I be fixin' shit up like mechanic I hit it once, she gon' keep comin' back in She be throwin' that shit, quarterbackin' I cannot come through the front with no backend Was a dummy now she double backin' Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma, uh Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma crack it Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma, uh Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma crack it Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma, uh Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma crack it (All these things you do bring me over) Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma, uh Give me your heart, I'ma crack it All these things you do bring me over Give me your heart, I'ma All these things you do bring me over Give me your heart, I'ma All these things you do bring me over All these things you do bring me over All these things you do bring me over All these things you do bring me over She took a flight for the Patek and panicked I be fixin' shit up like mechanic I hit it once, she gon' keep comin' back in She be throwin' that shit, quarterbackin' I cannot come through the front with no backend Was a dummy now she double backin' Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma, uh Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma crack it
Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Tegan Chambers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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