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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Token
Token
Vocals
Alexander Padei
Alexander Padei
Programming
Jon Glasser
Jon Glasser
Programming
Brian "Nox Beatz" Eisner
Brian "Nox Beatz" Eisner
Programming
Teeba
Teeba
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Padei
Alexander Padei
Songwriter
Benjamin Goldberg
Benjamin Goldberg
Songwriter
Jon Glasser
Jon Glasser
Songwriter
Thomas Forbes
Thomas Forbes
Songwriter
Brian "Nox Beatz" Eisner
Brian "Nox Beatz" Eisner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Token
Token
Recording Engineer
Alexander Padei
Alexander Padei
Producer
Jon Glasser
Jon Glasser
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Brian "Nox Beatz" Eisner
Brian "Nox Beatz" Eisner
Mixing Engineer
Teeba
Teeba
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Remember I would post pics, leanin' on a new whip Even though it wasn't my car Finally got the license, I just copped a new Benz I wish you could see me right now Girl, you know how I get Highest highs, lowest lows, how unstable I get You understand me more than me, just how crazy I get I ain't tryna find someone else to explain me that shit I don't trust a lot of people, not a lot of people (yeah) Lot of people tryna talk to me, I'm hard to reach though I might turn to an extreme, everything I was against Caught on camera and it sent someone you ain't met Pull in, hop out, pull in, hop out Come through, come through Single again so tell 'em girls bring booze I probably toast for somethin' I didn't do So when I take a sip, I'ma sip for you Sip for you, sip for you, sip for you (yeah) Sip for you, sip for you, sip for you Yeah, I hope you workin' on yourself instead of someone new That's what I said that I'ma do, but I lied to you Few shots, I thought of you, two stops 'til rendezvous New friends to acclimate, two tens in back of me You dodged a bullet, I been on a heatwave I'm not as poppin' these days, I got a lot to retrace "I could live without the love", what I told myself But that love-fueled everything else Everything's different now, everything fell Used to brush shit off, now everything's felt Guess it's what I dealt, the way I am with love is funny, y'all I fall hard but I never fall Pull in, hop out, pull in, hop out Come through, come through Single again so tell 'em girls bring booze I probably toast for somethin' I didn't do So when I take a sip, I'ma sip for you Sip for you, sip for you, sip for you (yeah) Sip for you, sip for you, sip for you Remember I would post pics, leanin' on a new whip Even though it wasn't my car Finally got the license, I just copped a new Benz I wish you could see me right now
Writer(s): Jonathan Glasser, Benjamin Goldberg, Unknown Writer Unknown Writer, Brian Eisner, Thomas Forbes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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