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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kiiara
Kiiara
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Singer-Vine
David Singer-Vine
Songwriter
Felix Snow
Felix Snow
Songwriter
Kiara Saulters
Kiara Saulters
Songwriter
Niles Hollowell-Dhar
Niles Hollowell-Dhar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Felix Snow
Felix Snow
Producer

Lyrics

I'm a ghost when I walk in Holy spirit when I walk out You want that fame, you can have that fame Disappearing when the light's out Chasing money got me feelin' funny (Ooh, why) We just want that real shit (Ooh, why) All those pictures on the internet (Ooh, why) Burn 'em up like a cigarette (Ooh, why) We just want that real shit (Ooh, why) We just want that real (Ooh, why) Now you just a memory (Ooh, why) Sippin' on that Tennessee Sippin' on that Tennessee Sippin' on that Tennessee Sippin' on that Tennessee Want that feeling when you can't breathe I like the color red, so I let it bleed Something pretty 'bout the pain, so real It's like a game to me, It's like a game to me (Ooh, why) We just want that real shit (Ooh, why) We just want that real (Ooh, why) Now you just a memory (Ooh, why) Sippin' on that Tennessee Sippin' on that Tennessee Sippin' on that Tennessee (Do it!) Sippin' on that Tennessee Sippin' on that Tennessee Do you remember when they bowed to us like kings, my friend? (Ohhh) We were the champions, we were the champions Hey now even when castles half-blown to the wind I know they talk about us now and then Saying we were the champions We were the champions Sippin' on that Tennessee (Do it!) Sippin' on that Tennessee Sippin' on that Tennessee
Writer(s): Niles Hollowell-dhar, David Singer-vine, William Felix Vanderheyden, Kiiara Saulters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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