Muziekvideo
Muziekvideo
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sayako
Vocals
Lucy Bedroque
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
lucy ㅤ ㅤ
Songwriter
saya ㅤ ♪
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sayako
Producer
Songteksten
I know there's something, longitude
Fed up, oh, I'm falling through
Say what you on, though, say what you fond to
Would you still want to walk with me?
Talk to me, oh, would you talk to me?
Oh, won't you talk to me?
Oh, I, I (Oh)
Steppin' on the wrong floor, uh-huh, schyeah
Why you knocking on my door? You got the wrong floor, schyeah, oh
I might be a liar, but I'm not a player
It's a fact that I'm gon' ride for my brothers, schyeah
Don't you wanna fall in love and fly away? Could die today
Fallen apart sometimes, but still decide to stay
Just say you want it, baby, tell me what you wanted
Swagged up, baby, tell me what you wanted
Twenty-five musique, yeah, they want it
Know I'm itchin' to use it, that boy's inner chronic
Turn the time, my summer influence bubonic
Shot my shot, I shot my name, I'm fuckin' Dončić
If I do the right thing, they gon' think I'm a bitch
Then so be it, if I'm a bitch, then I'm bad
Michael Jackson, "Thriller" bad
She said, "You boring, ****, you like filler bad" (Yeah)
I know there's something, longitude
Fed up, oh, I'm falling through
Say what you on, though, say what you fond to
Would you still want to walk with me?
Talk to me, oh, would you talk to me?
Oh, won't you talk to me?
Oh, I, I (Oh)
Written by: lucy ㅤ ㅤ, saya ㅤ ♪


