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ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Buddy
Buddy
Intérprete
Khalid
Khalid
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Simmie Sims III
Simmie Sims III
Composición
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Composición
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Composición
John Groover, Jr.
John Groover, Jr.
Letra
Jahphet Landis
Jahphet Landis
Composición
Khalid Robinson
Khalid Robinson
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Producción
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Producción
Roofeeo
Roofeeo
Producción
Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
Ingeniería de mezcla
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Masterización
Zachary Acosta
Zachary Acosta
Asistente de ingeniería
Matt Jacobson
Matt Jacobson
Asistente de ingeniería

Letra

[Verse 1]
I'm sipping
Sipping got me twisted up
I'm living
Living got me trippin' out
No feelings, man, those feelings got me flipping out
I'm trippin', I'm trippin' out (Aye, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Oh, you wanna roll with the big dogs
Smoke a little dro with the big dogs
Pass that, indo
Take one shot then I evolve
Put the tab on your tongue let it dissolve
And I got somethin' to share, you can get involved
Listen to Grateful Dead and I'm trippin' balls
Hop in that UFO when I lift off
Yeah, fuck yo' plug, fuck yo' drugs
I got my own, ****
Took a stem in the cap to the dome, ****
I ain't been this high since Coachella
New level, I can feel it
Psychedelic, please do not fuck with my energy
Is you my friend or my enemy?
I could do this 'til infinity
[Verse 3]
I'm sipping
Sipping got me twisted up
I'm living
Living got me trippin' out
No feelings, man, those feelings got me flipping out
I'm trippin', I'm trippin' out
I'm sipping
Sipping got me twisted up
I'm catching all the energy your giving out
Layin' on the ceiling, man, I feel like I could touch the clouds
I'm trippin', I'm trippin' out (Aye, yeah)
[Verse 4]
I'm back at it again
I'm comin' down Melrose
Runnin' a check up for cardio
Smokin' Luigi, eatin' that Mario's
Okay now let's see how far we go
Off the shits when I'm in the studio
Trippin' on acid with roofie, oh
Minds turn into kaleidoscopes
I think I'm going to lose you, no?
Brain dead, mind gone, warp speed
Flyin' thought time zones
Roll a blunt 'bout a mile long
Can a young **** get his shine on?
Pour the liquor on my tombstone
When I die bet I get my halo
'Cause I aim high, never aim low
'Bout to Take Off, like Quavo
[Verse 5]
I'm sipping
Sipping got me twisted up
I'm living
Living got me trippin' out
No feelings, man, those feelings got me flipping out
I'm trippin', I'm trippin' out
I'm sipping
Sipping got me twisted up
I'm catching all the energy your giving out
Layin' on the ceiling, man, I feel like I could touch the clouds
I'm trippin', I'm trippin' out
[Verse 6]
Please leave your message
You supposed to answer the phone when a real one calls
You must be high off drugs if you're missin' my calls
What's up with you?
Get yo' life together, ****
Call me back, you trippin'
Written by: Christopher "Brody" Brown, Jahphet Landis, John Groover, Jr., Khalid Robinson, Michael Ray Cox Jr., Simmie Sims III
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