Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Felly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Felner
Composer
Kyran McEmerald John
Composer
James Icart
Composer
William Evan Hutchinson
Composer
Jacob Ehrlich Backer
Composer
Jake Procanik
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Felly
Producer
Rage
Producer
Bird Language
Producer
JP on Da Track
Producer
David Nakaji
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
La, da-da-da-da-da-da
La, da-da-da-da-da-da
La, da-da-da-da-da-da
La, da-da-da-da-da-da
You been in my head
Through my day
And my bed
Smellin' like maple from your skin
And your friends, don't do shit
I wonder how you been
Where you been
In whose bed
In whose heart
I tried to be playful, but you said
That we through
I can't do friends
I wonder how you been
Shorty cut me off, she don't wanna talk
She just wanna flaunt
Shi-shimmy ya, fuckin' on my bruh
Yes I paid the cost for these silly thots
But I was on tour love was not involved
How am I so wrong? (Uh)
You still tell your friends I'm your boyfriend
Boyfriend? Boyfriend? I should be rejoicing
I'm a free man now that's 'cause of my choices
But every time I try to move on I hear these voices
'Cause you been, in my head (you been, in my head)
In my day (my day)
In my bed (my bed)
Smellin' like maple, from your skin
And your friends, don't do shit
I wonder how you been (how you been)
Where you been (where you been)
In whose bed (whose bed)
In whose heart (whose heart)
I tried to be playful, but you said
That we through
I can't do friends
I wonder how you been
Time that I wasted I could've been moved
Stack all this paper and spent it on you (uh)
Basquiat paintings all over the room, lighten your mood (ay)
Sorry that I am so rude, sorry that I am that dude
She askin' if I know Russ, I'm tryna get to my room (ay)
Be with my crew
My chain swang blunts rotate like Beyblade
Hoes bang like Tay Kay they tryna ask about Tayshayy
We doin' the same thing like every night why rotate?
Thought the shit was throwaway
White boy no coldplay
Through the boroughs like summer Santana
My bandana be yellow like a banana
My bands been up you been brittle
This money can't buy me time
That Canada far from dry
I'm sippin' that bye, bye, bye
Big up mi gyal ting one time
'Cause you been, in my head (you been, whose bed)
In my day (whose heart?)
In my bed (my bed)
Smellin' like maple, from your skin (maple, skin)
And your friends, dont do shit
I wonder how you been (how you been)
Where you been (where you been)
In whose bed (in whose bed)
In whose heart (in whose heart)
I tried to be playful, but you said (be playful, you said)
That we through (that we trough)
I can't do friends
I wonder how you been
La, da-da-da-da-da-da
La, da-da-da-da-da-da
La, da-da-da-da-da-da
La, da-da-da-da-da-da
Writer(s): Jake Procanik, William Hutchison, Jacob Backer, Christian Felner, Kyran James, James Icart
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