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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Stimme und Gesang
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Stimme und Gesang
CHASE B
CHASE B
Stimme und Gesang
Luxury Tax
Luxury Tax
Stimme und Gesang
Sheck Wes
Sheck Wes
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter:in
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
Songwriter:in
Khadimou Fall
Khadimou Fall
Songwriter:in
James Austin Cyr
James Austin Cyr
Songwriter:in
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter:in
Earlyyellow00
Earlyyellow00
Songwriter:in
Julius-Alexander Brown
Julius-Alexander Brown
Songwriter:in
Sarah Schachner
Sarah Schachner
Songwriter:in
Douglas Ford
Douglas Ford
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
London Cyr
London Cyr
Produzent:in
Jenius
Jenius
Produzent:in
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mischtechniker:in
Rob Bisel
Rob Bisel
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Derek Anderson
Derek Anderson
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Songteksten

[Verse 1]
Why did we fall that evening?
Silhouettes for the evening
Might just be my type
And I know just what you like, but I'm
[Verse 2]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
Don't know what to do
[Verse 3]
I woke up on the 17th
Drunk as hell, you tellin' me
I was in the club, full of jealousy
Damn near caught a felony
One thing I know, two just wanna ride (Uh-uh)
I did it outside (Uh-uh)
I, you better go hide (Uh-uh)
Put it on her feet and I glide
Step with the three like Clyde, slide, slide
We rock the cream on the pie-ie-ie
But that's my better side (Yeah)
I can't tell a lie (Uh-uh)
This is televised (Uh-uh)
You need better guys
[Verse 4]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
Woke up on the 17th
With them tattoos, just is tellin' me
And them fantasies is outstandin' me
I'm only on the beat between 10 and 3
Took you, move you outside to the West
Down Southside by the 'jects
Tell me what a time, what a wreck
Never let it down, never let
Always thought T was a rex
Never thought T was a wreck
Put the ice T on your neck (Neck)
When it go cold, make you sweat
Never let you go, never (Go, go)
Never let you go, you the best
But never let it go to your head (No)
I always got control of the
Whoa (Yeah)
[Verse 6]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
[Verse 7]
Silhouettes for the weekend
And you might just be my type
And I know just what you like, but I'm
[Verse 8]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
[Verse 9]
Fuck the club up
Still with my dawgs
Please don't make the wrong moves, 'cause my weapon cocked
[Verse 10]
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up (Uh-uh)
Don't know what to do (Yeah)
[Verse 11]
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
Written by: Caleb Toliver, Douglas Ford, Earlyyellow00, Jacques Bermon Webster II, James Austin Cyr, Julius-Alexander Brown, Khadimou Fall, MIKE DEAN, Sarah Schachner

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