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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Felly
Felly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Felner
Christian Felner
Composer
Kyran McEmerald John
Kyran McEmerald John
Composer
James Icart
James Icart
Composer
William Evan Hutchinson
William Evan Hutchinson
Composer
Jacob Ehrlich Backer
Jacob Ehrlich Backer
Composer
Jake Procanik
Jake Procanik
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Felly
Felly
Producer
Rage
Rage
Producer
Bird Language
Bird Language
Producer
JP on Da Track
JP on Da Track
Producer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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