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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post Malone
Post Malone
Vocals
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Programming
Andrew Watt
Andrew Watt
Guitar
Jason McGee
Jason McGee
Choir
Cassandra Chism
Cassandra Chism
Choir
Natalie LaFourche
Natalie LaFourche
Choir
Tiffany Commons
Tiffany Commons
Choir
Teresa Davis
Teresa Davis
Choir
Taneka Lemle
Taneka Lemle
Choir
Brianna Lankford
Brianna Lankford
Choir
Anthony Johnson
Anthony Johnson
Choir
Zachary Moore
Zachary Moore
Choir
Vernon Burris
Vernon Burris
Choir
Michael Essex
Michael Essex
Choir
Derrick Jenkins
Derrick Jenkins
Choir
Marquee Perkins
Marquee Perkins
Choir
Camille Grigsby
Camille Grigsby
Choir
Nicole Stevens
Nicole Stevens
Choir
Quishima Dixon
Quishima Dixon
Choir
Skyler Pugh
Skyler Pugh
Choir
Shannon Pierre
Shannon Pierre
Choir
Corinthian Buffington
Corinthian Buffington
Choir
Phylicia Hill
Phylicia Hill
Choir
James Connor
James Connor
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Songwriter
Andrew Watt
Andrew Watt
Songwriter
Austin Post
Austin Post
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Post Malone
Post Malone
Producer
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Producer
Andrew Watt
Andrew Watt
Producer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
Jed Jones
Jed Jones
Recording Engineer
Tommy Turner
Tommy Turner
Assistant Recording Engineer
Braden Bursteen
Braden Bursteen
Assistant Recording Engineer
Paul Lamalfa
Paul Lamalfa
Recording Engineer
Marco Sonzini
Marco Sonzini
Recording Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

And all my friends take vitamins Break off perfect pieces with violence And outside I'm burning my way through a stoplight Baby, I'm fine I'm just working my way through a deadline And all my friends invite 'em in Light my cigarette and hope someone's watching But to be honest, I fumble for the thrill of it Innocent, militant-like And outside I'm burning my way through a stoplight (La-la, la, la-la) Baby, I'm fine I'm just thumbin' my way through a landmine (La-la, la, la-la) And if you're getting sick of it Imagine how I must feel (ooh, ooh) But if you're getting rid of it Then maybe I'll just keep some myself (La-la, la, la-la) (La-la, la, la-la) And outside I'm burning my way through a stoplight Baby, I'm fine I'm just thumbin' my through a landmine Ah, ah, ah-ah, ah
Writer(s): Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post, Andrew Watt, Brandon J. Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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