Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alex Suarez
Bass
Mikkel S. Eriksen
Other Instrument
Nate Novarro
Drums
Gabe Saporta
Lead Vocals
Mac Miller
Vocals
Ryland Blackinton
Guitar
Vicky-t
Keytar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Askia Fountain
Songwriter
Malcolm McCormick
Songwriter
Nate Walka
Songwriter
Tor Erik Hermansen
Songwriter
Gabe Saporta
Songwriter
Mikkel Eriksen
Songwriter
Nathan Walker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Damien Lewis
Additional Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Miles Walker
Recording Engineer
Ben Liscio
Engineer
Mikkel Eriksen
Recording Engineer
Stargate
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah
And I feel like
Put your middle fingers up like
Uhhhhh
Got my middle finger up
And it's pointed to the clouds
Rollin' in with my whole entourage
Too many of us to count
Tell baby girl I'm on that
Danger bring your hard hat
Might not get that call back
So where those stories start at?
I step into the club
The haters turn around
My middle finger's up
Man, I'm just getting down
To get me in the mood
To get me good
I need an aphrodisiac, yeah
Aphrodisiac yeah!
And then she pulled me close and told me now
Let's rock the night away
Move your body to the beat like this
Like this, like this
Throw your cups in the air
We so fly
Middle finger up to the sky
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y
In the sky-y-y
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y-y-y-y
Do it all the time (hey!)
Do it all night (hey!)
Middle finger up to the sky
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y
In the sky-y-y
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y-y-y-y
Keep it movin', yeah
I gotta let you know
That you're the only girl
Who can drive me wild
Yea, you feel good
Better than I thought
You got me so
Girl, you got me outta my mind
Now if you want me like i know I want you
Let's rock the night away
Move your body to the beat like this
Like this, like this
Throw your cups in the air
We so fly
Middle finger up to the sky
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y
In the sky-y-y
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y-y-y-y
Do it all the time (hey!)
Do it all night (hey!)
Middle finger up to the sky
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y
In the sky-y-y
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y-y-y-y
We got our middle fingers up
'Cause we don't give a fuck
Little bit of gin mixed in my cup
This is us so drink that up!
Girl, I might need a ride home
You can take me back to your spot
Sure shot
Got your heart on lock
Call that fort knox (fort knox)
Or not (or not)
Be a swing and miss
I bet you're trying to prove what the meaning of single is
But you got the moves
I'm drunk as hell
Trying to talk you
No other girl here that's hot as you
So I'll slow it down
Throw your cups in the air
We so fly
Middle finger up to the sky
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y
In the sky-y-y
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y-y-y-y
And it goes like this
Do it all the time (hey!)
Do it all night (hey!)
Middle finger up to the sky
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y
In the sky-y-y
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y-y-y-y
(Like like like like this like this like this like this)
Throw your cups in the air
We so fly
Middle finger up to the sky
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y
In the sky-y-y
(Throw it up)
In the sky-y-y-y-y-y
Writer(s): Gabriel Saporta, Malcolm Mccormick, Nathan Walker, Stargate
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