Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grimes
Grimes
Vocals
Janelle Monáe
Janelle Monáe
Vocals
Wynne Bennett
Wynne Bennett
Synthesizer
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Guitar
Kellindo Parker
Kellindo Parker
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Joseph II
Charles Joseph II
Songwriter
Nathaniel Irvin III
Nathaniel Irvin III
Songwriter
Glen Ballard
Glen Ballard
Songwriter
Janelle Monáe Robinson
Janelle Monáe Robinson
Songwriter
Richard Supa
Richard Supa
Songwriter
Steven Tyler
Steven Tyler
Songwriter
Taylor Monet Parks
Taylor Monet Parks
Songwriter
Wynne Ashley Bennett
Wynne Ashley Bennett
Songwriter
Chuck Lightning
Chuck Lightning
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Janelle Monáe
Janelle Monáe
Recording Engineer
Chuck Lightning
Chuck Lightning
Executive Producer
Wynne Bennett
Wynne Bennett
Producer
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Producer
Mick Guzauski
Mick Guzauski
Mixing Engineer
David Kutch
David Kutch
Mastering Engineer
P. Diddy
P. Diddy
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Pynk like the inside of your, baby Pynk behind all of the doors, crazy Pynk like the tongue that goes down, maybe Pynk like the paradise found Pynk when you're blushing inside, baby Pynk is the truth you can't hide, maybe Pynk like the folds of your brain, crazy Pynk as we all go insane So, here we are in the car Leaving traces of us down the boulevard I wanna fall through the stars Getting lost in the dark is my favourite part Let's count the ways we could make this last forever Sunny, money, keep it funky Touch your top and let it down Yeah, somethin' like that, uh Ah, somethin' like that, uh Yeah, somethin' like that 'Cause boy, it's cool If you got blue We got the pynk Pynk like the lips around your, maybe Pynk like the skin that's under, baby Pynk where it's deepest inside, crazy Pynk beyond forest and thighs Pynk like the secrets you hide, maybe Pynk like the lid of your eye, baby Pynk is where all of it starts, crazy Pynk like the halls of your heart So, here we are in the car Leaving traces of us down the boulevard I wanna fall through the stars Getting lost in the dark is my favourite part Let's count the ways we could make this last forever Sunny, money, keep it funky Touch your top and let it down Yeah, somethin' like that, uh Ah, somethin' like that, ooh Yeah, somethin' like that 'Cause boy, it's cool If you got blue We got the pynk, uh Yeah, somethin' like that, uh Ah, somethin' like that, uh Yeah, somethin' like that 'Cause boy, it's cool If you got blue We got the pynk Pynk like the inside of your, baby (we're all just pynk) Pynk like the walls and the doors, maybe (deep inside, we're all just pynk) Pynk like your fingers in my, maybe Pynk is the truth you can't hide Pynk like your tongue going 'round, baby Pynk like the sun going down, maybe Pynk like the holes in your heart, baby Pynk is my favourite part
Writer(s): Wynne Bennett, Janelle Monae Robinson, Charles Joseph, Glen Ballard, Richie Supa, Nathaniel Irvin, Tayla Parx, Steven Tallarico Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out