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Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tank and the Bangas
Performer
Tarriona Ball
Vocals
Merell Burkett
Keyboards
Mark Batson
Keyboards
Norman Spence
Keyboards
Joshua Johnson
Background Vocals
Albert Allenback
Background Vocals
Scott Welch
Guitar
Aaron Fessel
Recorder
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tarriona Ball
Songwriter
Merell Burkett
Composer
Mark Batson
Composer
Norman Spence
Composer
Joshua Johnson
Composer
Albert Allenback
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Batson
Producer
Albert Allenback
Engineer
Scott Welch
Engineer
Aaron Fessel
Engineer
Jimmy Douglass
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Texty
[Verse 1]
Scared of it all
Scared that it's gon' drop and fall
I'm scared of it all
It all, all
[Verse 2]
What if she gets too big for the stars?
Or her head in the clouds, is it all the same?
Am I playing around with my gift, is this it?
Is it all just in my head? Ooh
I didn't wanna fall in love, but I couldn't even walk straight
I'm trippin', fallin' over ashtrays and mistakes
But I'll be okay (Okay, okay, okay, okay)
[Verse 3]
I don't get high no more, I don't
I don't get high no more, I don't
[Verse 4]
Spaced out like Neptune
With green smoke, shall we smoke?
The feeling, no ceilings
They callin', they waitin' for me
I'm faded, some day ends
Frustrated 'cause I never made it
Bitch, you never made it, uh
[Verse 5]
What if she gets too big for the stars?
Or her head in the clouds, is it all the same?
Am I playing around with my gift, is this it?
Is it all just in my head? Ooh
I wanna fall in love, but I couldn't even walk straight
I'm trippin', fallin' over ashtrays and mistakes
But I'll be okay (Okay, okay, okay, okay)
[Verse 6]
I don't get high no more, I don't
I don't get high no more, I don't
[Verse 7]
Poppin' peppermint sporadic, got Altoids like ashtrays
Chewing gum in Paris, shit, this has become a habit
But I can't shake like wall in, or lose like a phone charger
Anybody seen my phone charger?
Lost that thought, it came back like prodigal
Started something, now it follows me
In a dark room where no one can find me
Mama shouldn't barely recognize me
My family might just despise me
Givin' out hugs that don't last long
Memories, hoodies, and menthols
[Verse 8]
I don't get high no more, I don't
I don't get high no more, I don't
[Verse 9]
Come get high
Come get high
Written by: Albert Allenback, Joshua Johnson, Mark Batson, Merell Burkett, Norman Spence, Tarriona Ball