クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
zvch
Performer
Zachary Lovett
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mario Lekar
Composer
Zachary Lovett
Lyrics
Timofey Lisin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Foreless
Producer
Warren Griffin Jr.
Executive Producer
Skylar Jessome
Mixing Engineer
Jason Schweitzer
Mastering Engineer
歌詞
Yeah, yeah
It's 4am, I miss your call
I miss your text, I miss your face
I miss your smile, I miss your body
I miss your waist and I miss your taste
I miss sayin' you gotta know my name
I miss you more than the fucks I gave
I miss your body, I miss your smile
I miss your waist, I miss your taste
It's 4am (it's 4am)
I'm too high (too high)
Bands comin' in, money comin' in, losin' my life
I'm fine I'm doin' things right, I live this life 'till the end of time
I'm finally touchin' your heights, I made it here no surprise
How you movin' that
How you cruisin' that
How you fit up in them jeans, how you doin' that
And she know what she movin' is fat, it's facts
And she know how I do it like Zach, it's facts
I made me a bag on some tracks, it's facts
She said she made love on my tracks, my tracks
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's 4am, I miss your call
I miss your text, I miss your face
I miss your smile, I miss your body
I miss your waist and I miss your taste
I miss sayin' you gotta know my name
I miss you more than the fucks I gave
I miss your body, I miss your smile
I miss your waist, I miss your taste
(Miss your body, miss your smile)
(Miss your waist, and I miss your taste)
(Miss your body, miss your body, miss your body)
(Miss your body, miss your body, miss your body)
(Miss your body, miss your body, miss your body)
(Uh, miss your body, miss your body, miss your body)
(Miss your body, miss your, miss your)
(Miss your body, miss your body, miss your body)
Yeah, yeah
It's 4am, I miss your call
I miss your text, I miss your face
I miss your smile, I miss your body
I miss your waist and I miss your taste
I miss sayin' you gotta know my name
I miss you more than the fucks I gave
I miss your body, I miss your smile
I miss your waist, I miss your taste
It's 4am (it's 4am)
I'm too high (too high)
Bands comin' in, money comin' in, losin' my life
I'm fine I'm doin' things right, I live this life 'till the end of time
I'm finally touchin' your heights, I made it here no surprise
How you movin' that
How you cruisin' that
How you fit up in them jeans, how you doin' that
And she know what she movin' is fat, it's facts
And she know how I do it like Zach, it's facts
I made me a bag on some tracks, it's facts
She said she made love on my tracks, my tracks, yeah
Written by: Timofey Lisin, Zachary Lovett
