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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleepy Hallow
Sleepy Hallow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tegan Chambers
Tegan Chambers
Songwriter
Johnathan Scott
Johnathan Scott
Songwriter
Karel Jorge
Karel Jorge
Songwriter
Jeremy Soto
Jeremy Soto
Songwriter
Jordan Olmos
Jordan Olmos
Songwriter
Lodrick Cunningham
Lodrick Cunningham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Great John
Great John
Producer
Nephxw
Nephxw
Producer
Jrdyn
Jrdyn
Producer
Boone McElroy
Boone McElroy
Mastering Engineer

Letra

(Great John on the beat, by the way) (Satorii) She over 21, seen niggas in Paris She said she- Uh, she said she a savage, she over 21 Seen niggas in Paris, she said she wanna come She said she embarrassed, a new body, I bought her one And this a Glock 17, this ain't no water gun She said her heart got colder, she said, "It's over" It's easy when you high, it's harder when you sober Like, I'm just tryna hit some shit like Sammy Sosa Hit a lick, and then she lick me, said she comin' over She said, "Why you don't show love?" That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much Okay, let's go "Why you don't show?" That's hard for me 'cause I want you, so Okay, let's go Uh, Birkin bag, she got that, can't go back, ay Ex was trash, why you mad? Girl, relax, ay Ooh, she bad, double tap, I want that, ay (Ooh, she bad, ay, double tap, ay) Run up that money, you told me I'm trippin', I told you I wanted it all Fuck that shit, can't trust this bitch, she really be throwin' me off She said, "Do you believe in God? Do you hate the law? Are you high right now and do that new bitch turn you on?" And I said, "Hell yeah", uh, she tryna- I told her, "Hell yeah" Can't you tell I'm 'bout to-, I'm 'bout to-, hell yeah Shorty asked if she could fuck, I told her, "Hell yeah" I told her, "Hell yeah, hell yeah" Can you stop thinkin' for yourself? That shit affectin' me That shit affectin' gang, that shit affect the team I'm still myself, ain't give a fuck who is acceptin' me She want the best for me, this what she said to me "Why you don't show love?" That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much Okay, let's go "Why you don't show?" That's hard for me 'cause I want you, so Okay, let's go Uh, she said she a savage, she over twenty-one Seen niggas in Paris, she said she wanna come She said she embarrassed, a new body, I bought her one And this a Glock 17, this ain't no water gun She said her heart got colder, she said, "It's over" It's easy when you high, it's harder when you sober Like, I'm just tryna hit some shit like Sammy Sosa Hit a lick, and then she lick me, said she comin' over She said, "Why you don't show love?" That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much Okay, let's go "Why you don't show?" That's hard for me 'cause I want you, so Okay, let's go
Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Jordan Olmos, Karel Jorge, Lodrick Cunningham, Tegan Chambers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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