Crédits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kyle Richh
Kyle Richh
Stimme und Gesang
Cash Cobain
Cash Cobain
Stimme und Gesang
Sammy Luis Diaz
Sammy Luis Diaz
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Olatunde Fasheun
Olatunde Fasheun
Songwriter:in
Cashmere Small
Cashmere Small
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
24MMY
24MMY
Produzent:in
Àlex García
Àlex García
Mischtechniker:in
Kevin Peterson
Kevin Peterson
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Paroles

Like, damn Whoever your girlfriend is, we love you I don't, I'ma take your man (24 is the GOAT) Fuck If being this toxic is normal, I need me a break Every night end in a fight, oh, I hate that I'm feeling this way See me calling your number, is you with your nigga today? (Is you wit' him?) I wanna see you in person, let's rekindle, let's go on a date (like, damn) I be missing your face, think I'm in love with her traits (like, damn) I want to travel the world, we could hop on a plane and escape (like, damn) I be needin' some closure, I need you to come real closer, yes Come real closer, yes, I want to lean on your shoulder, yes I-I want to show you a life you ain't used to If I tell you I love you, I hope that the feelings is mutual (I hope) Only thing on my mind all the time Light brown eyes, I'm in love with her pupils (I'm in love) I got you all to myself, and I don't need nobody approval (I don't need no-) If I want it, on bro, I'ma get it, it's a problem, we're gonna get through it Take a breath, just vibe to the music Take a shot, just vibe to the beat Take a shot, tryna find me some peace (like, damn) Tss, take a shot, tryna find you and me Fucked up if it's not you and me Look so good even though I make a scene These niggas is not like me These bitches is not like she I fucked up, my apologizes, but what's up? Tryna fuck, make time for me I pulled up, Benz truck, know they saw me Hot like pepper, your nigga been salty Brown skin, skin look like coffee Got her own business so you know she bossy (oh-oh) BK jawn, she super flossy Not a trip, but I know she gon' cost me Yes, I rap what I walk, what I'm talking? Tryna fuck like what? Like, damn Pretty face with a butt like, damn Love when she drink up the nut like, damn (like damn) Like it rough, she tough like, damn Told a bitch, "Knuck if you buck", like, damn '42 in my cup like, damn But I want you in my cup like, damn I'm in the yams, I got a plan Get out that Uber, come hop in a Lamb' How I'm so sleazy? She don't understand How you so pretty? I don't understand He tried to get me, my gun never jam Told her, "Give me my gun", it go, "bam" Fisher, I'm never lackin', my gun in my hand Fisher, you rah-rah I want to show you a life you ain't used to If I tell you I love you, I hope that the feelings is mutual Only thing on my mind all the time Light brown eyes, I'm in love with her pupils I got you all to myself, and I don't need nobody approval (I don't need no-) If I want it, on bro, I'ma get it, it's a problem, we're gonna get through it Take a breath, just vibe to the music Take a shot, just vibe to the beat Take a shot, tryna find me some peace
Writer(s): Cashmere Lavon Small, Olatunde Fasheun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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