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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post Malone
Post Malone
Vocals
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Programming
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Programming
Brent Paschke
Brent Paschke
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Songwriter
Austin Post
Austin Post
Songwriter
Carl Rosen
Carl Rosen
Songwriter
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Producer
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Recording Engineer
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Recording Engineer
Dave Rowland
Dave Rowland
Recording Engineer
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Assistant Recording Engineer
David Kim
David Kim
Assistant Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jeff Jackson
Jeff Jackson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh When I took a ride in the dead of night Told myself that everything was okay Try to understand how you standin' over me Girl, it's drivin' me crazy Yeah, it's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night The only heat, it come from the ashtray I might as well get high as hell and just keep actin' like Everything doesn't phase me Yeah, take me all the way to the top, baby Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Must be better than the hell on the ground Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh It's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night And I'ma drop the top with no Rogaine (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) And now might sound irrelevant but I prefer to stack my chips When everything fallin' (backwoods) And I ain't religious but I look into the sky And pray to anyone holy I been drinkin' way too much and man I got the blues Because my baby don't hold me Yeah, take me all the way to the top, baby Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Must be better than the hell on the ground I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Must be better than the hell on the ground
Writer(s): Pharrell L. Williams, Carl Austin Rosen, Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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