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Don Toliver - Flocky Flocky (feat. Travis Scott) [Official Music Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Vocals
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
Songwriter
Ciaran Mullan
Ciaran Mullan
Songwriter
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Songwriter
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Ronald LaTour
Ronald LaTour
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sage Skolfield
Sage Skolfield
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tommy Rush
Tommy Rush
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Gio Guillen
Gio Guillen
Assistant Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Cardo
Cardo
Producer
Dez Wright
Dez Wright
Producer
Mu Lean
Mu Lean
Producer
Derek Anderson
Derek Anderson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Two cups Tastin' cotton candy, hit the gas, oh (Two cups) I'm doin' a hunnid, I ain't see the dash, oh I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast I pull up there with M's (skrrt), I'm back on whenever Caught that flight in the morning, a flight to New Orleans (yeah) I'll be back in the morning I'll be back in the morning She steady tweakin' off whatever you call it (tweak, tweak) She flocky, flocky on whatever you call it (yeah) Lil' shawty slip, but I won't leave 'til the morning Señorita got me goin' and goin' (yeah) You got a lot of questions, I got hella answers When you're movin' in silence, had me movin' careful Had me movin' too carefully, you wasn't there for me (girl) You can look, but don't stare at me Yeah Tastin' cotton candy, hit the gas, oh I'm doin' a hunnid, I ain't see the dash, oh I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast Yeah (woo) Blessings on blessings I'm drownin' all in 'em, I'm havin' a scoop (yeah) Top of the top, and I'm leadin' that chart 'cause I'm still off the boo, uh (let's go) Yeah, you walk away and shake, them macarenas (cha-cha) I took her far away, to Lithuania (it's lit) I keep a place to bait, to tune your brain up (uh) She stuff her face in cake, no way it's- (safe) Just save your words, that's safe Glocks and handles (alright) Glocks and cougars Got guns, now you tucked Lockin' that juicer (woo) Lawyers and shooters (woo, woo) Are they gon' prove stuff? Right from my tool, yeah (sh-sh) It's in my hanister (yeah), I ain't a rooster I fucked and hit the dust, I'm changin' routes, yeah (straight up) She left in my tracksuit and my 1's, I gave her new bucks Bought a pint with the EDD, I swear you doin' too much Tastin' cotton candy, hit the gas, oh I'm doin' a hunnid, I ain't see the dash, oh I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast I pull up there with M's (skrrt), I'm back on whenever Caught that flight in the morning, a flight to New Orleans (yeah) I'll be back in the morning (yeah-yeah) I'll be back in the morning (back in the morning) She steady tweakin' off whatever you call it (tweak, tweak) She flocky flocky on whatever you call it (yeah) Lil' shawty slip, but I won't leave 'til the morning
Writer(s): Jacques Webster, Dylan Taylor Cleary-krell, Ronald La Tour, Caleb Toliver, Ciaran Mullan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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