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Travis Scott - Flying High (Lyrics) ft. Toro Y Moi
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Stimme und Gesang
Toro y Moi
Toro y Moi
Stimme und Gesang
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Tasteninstrumente
Slave
Slave
Sampling-Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter:in
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter:in
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Songwriter:in
Chazwick Bradley Bundick
Chazwick Bradley Bundick
Songwriter:in
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter:in
Floyd Miller
Floyd Miller
Songwriter:in
Tom Lockett Jr.
Tom Lockett Jr.
Songwriter:in
CARTER, BRADLEY
CARTER, BRADLEY
Songwriter:in
Mark Adams
Mark Adams
Songwriter:in
Mark Hicks
Mark Hicks
Songwriter:in
Orion Wilhoite
Orion Wilhoite
Songwriter:in
Tim Dozier
Tim Dozier
Songwriter:in
Daniel Webster
Daniel Webster
Songwriter:in
Stephen Washington
Stephen Washington
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Produzent:in
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Produzent:in
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mischtechniker:in
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Blake Harden
Blake Harden
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Jimmy Cash
Jimmy Cash
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Jordan Lewis
Jordan Lewis
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Kez Khou
Kez Khou
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Stuart Innis
Stuart Innis
Mischtechnikerassistent:in

Lyrics

I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high If you ain't up on my level, disappear, please don't reply, bye I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, yeah Take a sip revive, take a trip to the down south I be flying high, can't you tell from my red eyes? Took a trip from Paris down to Houston for your apple pie Where the girls get way too drunk and they got that in they trunk Now turn around and show the world How you shake that rumpty rump Say it, we don't fuck with cops, oh no, we don't fuck with cops In my backseat, I got four freaks who love how my speakers knock Don't bring no sand to the beach, all we want is love and peace Find a girl to bring home, 'cause we about to take a flight to go be on, yeah (It's true) It seems like flying's all I do (All I do) There's no one's seated next to you (Next to you) In the meantime, I'll watch colors change in the sky And I'll watch you go by (Get down) I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high If you ain't up on my level, disappear please don't reply, bye I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty I be flying high, It take long to get this fly If you ain't up on my level, disappear please don't reply, bye I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high If you ain't up on my level, disappear please don't reply, bye I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty I be flying high it takes long to get this fly If you ain't up on my level, disappear please don't reply, bye
Writer(s): Pharrell Williams, Mike Dean, Jacques Webster, Allen Ritter, Daniel Webster, Thomas Lockett, Mark Hicks, Chazwick Bradley Bundick, Stephen Washington, Orion Wilhoite, Floyd Miller, Mark Adams, Timothy Dozier, Carter Bradley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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