Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Frank Ocean
Frank Ocean
Voces
Alex Giannascoli
Alex Giannascoli
Guitarra eléctrica
Buddy Ross
Buddy Ross
Teclados
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Teclados
Malay Ho
Malay Ho
Teclados
SebastiAn
SebastiAn
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Christopher Breaux
Christopher Breaux
Autoría
James Ryan Wuihun Ho
James Ryan Wuihun Ho
Autoría
John Lennon
John Lennon
Autoría
Kanye West
Kanye West
Autoría
Paul McCartney
Paul McCartney
Autoría
Alex Giannascoli
Alex Giannascoli
Arreglista
Buddy Ross
Buddy Ross
Arreglista
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Arreglista
Producción e ingeniería
Frank Ocean
Frank Ocean
Producción
Jeff Ellis
Jeff Ellis
Ingeniería
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Producción
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Masterización
Om'Mas Keith
Om'Mas Keith
Producción
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

[Verse 1]
Bad luck to talk on these rides
Mind on the road, your dilated eyes watch the clouds float
White Ferrari, had a good time (Sweet sixteen, how was I supposed to know anything?)
I let you out at Central
I didn't care to state the plain
Kept my mouth closed
We're both so familiar
White Ferrari, good times
[Verse 2]
Stick by me, close by me
You were fine, you were fine here
That's just a slow body
Left when I forgot to speak
So I text the speech, lesser speeds, Texas speed, yes
Basic takes its toll on me 'ventually, 'ventually, yes
Ah, on me 'ventually, 'ventually, yes
[Verse 3]
I care for you still and I will forever (I will)
That was my part of the deal, honest
We got so familiar
Spending each day of the year
White Ferrari, good times
In this life (Life)
In this life (Life)
One too many years
Some tattooed eyelids on a facelift (Thought you might want to know now)
Mind over matter is magic, I do magic
If you think about it, it'll be over in no time (If you think about it)
And that's life
Love
Love
Love
Love
[Verse 4]
I'm sure we're taller in another dimension
You say we're small and not worth the mention
You're tired of movin', your body's achin'
We could vacay, there's places to go
Clearly, this isn't all that there is (No way)
Can't take what's been given (No way)
But we're so okay here, we're doing fine
Primal and naked
You dream of walls that hold us in prison
It's just a skull, least that's what they call it
And we're free to roam
Written by: Breaux, Kanye West, Ho, John Lennon, Paul McCartney
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