Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Healy
Performer
Trapo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Healy
Composer
Grant Yarber
Composer
Cleveland Wilson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Healy
Recording Engineer
Grant Yarber
Producer
Cleveland Wilson
Producer
Nick García
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Skywalk like Michael
I ain't gotta use the force wit' it
Put the sidewalk on vinyl
Ran the track like Forest did
Yeah, these meddlin' kids and their dogs
Peddlin' piff through the smog
Fixed gear, sixth sense, times ten
One buck, come up, vibrant
Chin up, smilin', them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs (them my dogs)
Yeah, them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs
Yeah, I tag along
With vagabonds, wearing braids like Padawan
My life in the hands of God
My palm pilot, mind like calm riot
Want a growth spurt?
Don't stunt, don't shed hemoglobin
Friends in juve live slow motion
Rather get a ten piece, hit the ocean
Man, keep it cool, dog
Ain't got no rules, dog (ooh-ah-oh-oh)
Momma gonna shoot y'all
You still in school dog (ooh-ah-oh-oh)
Molly kill molecules
Don't mind your crew dog
Hollywood holla back
Ay, hallelujah (ooh-ah-oh-oh)
Seven days no work make ya' weak (make ya weak)
Meditate, feel the earth at my feet (at my feet)
Hand me downs got me feeling pristine (mhm)
Why you payin' arm and leg for Supreme?
And the police killin' dreams
Why they gotta pull they weapons?
I'ma see my friends soon 'cause all dogs go to heaven (look at God)
Skywalk like Micheal
I ain't gotta use the force wit' it
Put the sidewalk on vinyl
Ran the track like Forest did
Yeah, these meddlin' kids and their dogs
Peddling piff through the smog
Fixed gear, sixth sense, times ten
One buck, come up, vibrant
Chin up, smilin', them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs (them my dogs)
Yeah, them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs
Skywalk like Micheal (right?)
Do your guy walk, like I do? (no!)
Lady on the sidewalk, wit' the bible
Wonder what she on (wonder what she on)
Wonder if she smoke dope
I've been a mess these days, think I need fixing lately
Enter the picture, I jus' been high with my niggas (right?)
Both of us pray I just blaze afterwards
And that don't make us different
I see you playing the victim (right?)
I know your God don't make time
When your faith has been blind for a minute (right?)
I just need something to fix it
I like my dope with some kisses
I like my soap eucalyptus
I like my soul like the dishes
I like it cold, single digits
Breathe and I see my existence
Buckin', jookin' stuck in loop
I am Truman, I'ma nuisance
Uma, I'm in ruins now (right?)
Shoe in like Puma, I'm feeling like Gru (right?)
'Cause I found that expanding my crew would improve
All my feelings, they hold me down
And I got bros, you should know we the GOAT
Definition of friendship
I like my dope with some kisses
Tell me if this shit is workin', I'm tryin' to-
Skywalk like Michael (right, right?)
I ain't gotta use the force wit' it
Put the sidewalk on vinyl
Ran the track like Forest did (right?)
Yeah, these meddlin' kids and their dogs
Peddling piff through the smog
Fixed gear, sixth sense, times ten
One buck, come up, vibrant
Chin up, smilin', them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs (them my dogs)
Yeah, them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs
Yeah, them my dogs
Them my dogs, them my dogs
Them my dogs, them my dogs
Them my dogs, them my dogs
Writer(s): Ethan Patrick Healy
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