More songs by Trippie Redd
Description
The pulse beats in your temples as if the club itself has decided to become a living being. Everything is hot: the air, the light, your skin, even your thoughts begin to melt. The music is intense, but not suffocating - on the contrary, it pushes you to the edge, where it no longer matters who is next to you or what tomorrow will bring. There is only fire, noise, and a strange mixture of chaos and pleasure. And even though every night has its end, you want to hold on to this moment like embers in your palms - it burns, but you can't let go.
Engineer, Mastering, Mixer, Producer: Igor Mamet
Programmer: Igor Mamet
Producer: Kxvi
Programmer: Kxvi
Producer: Nuki
Programmer: Nuki
Producer: Sideral
Programmer: Sideral
Producer: Trippy Redd
Programmer, Vocals: Trippy Redd
Composer: Igor Mamet
Composer: Kxvi
Screenwriter: Marcello Bates
Composer, Screenwriter: Michael Lamar White II
Performer: Nookie
Performer: Sideral