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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Megan Thee Stallion
Megan Thee Stallion
Vocals
Diggy Lessard
Diggy Lessard
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D. Gray
D. Gray
Songwriter
J. Banks
J. Banks
Songwriter
M Pete
M Pete
Songwriter
Stanley Clarke
Stanley Clarke
Songwriter
Tony Banks
Tony Banks
Songwriter
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Bankroll Got It
Bankroll Got It
Producer
Derrick Milano
Derrick Milano
Producer
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Producer

Lyrics

Breaking down and I had the whole world watching But the worst part is really who watched me? Every night I cried, I almost died And nobody close tried to stop me Long as everybody getting paid, right? Everything will be okay, right? I'm winning, so nobody tripping Bet if I ever fall off everybody go missing (At night) I'm sittin' in a dark room thinking Probably why I always end up drinking (Yes), I'm very depressed How can somebody so blessed wanna slit they wrist? Shit, I'd probably bleed out some Pinot When they find me, I'm in Valentino, ayy He pouring me shots thinking it's lit Hah, little did he know This pussy depressed, hmm I'm about to stress him, yeah Pink nails 'round his neck, huh But this ain't domestic, ayy Think it's going down, hah Now he stand corrected, ayy This pussy depressed, hmm I'm about to stress him, ah Ayy, damn I got problems Never thought a bitch like me would ever hit rock bottom Man, I miss my parents Way too anxious, always cancel my plans Pulled up, caught him cheatin' Gettin' his dick sucked in the same spot I'm sleeping Lord, give me a break I don't know how much more of this shit I can take (ayy) How long you been worried 'bout me telling people that's not me? Honestly it kinda feel like you plottin', watching Why is you speaking on me at my lowest When you acted like you ain't noticed? I was tripping, going crazy And they low-key hatin' so they ain't gonna say shit Damn, I finally see it I'm killing myself when bitches would die to be me This pussy depressed, hmm I'm about to stress him, yeah Pink nails 'round his neck, huh But this ain't domestic, ayy Think it's going down, hah Now he stand corrected, ayy This pussy depressed, hmm I'm about to stress him, ah I ain't going, yeah No emotion, ayy Back outside, yeah Back in motion, ayy He keep calling, hmm I ignore it, ayy He say I'm crazy, hmm Don't I know it, ah
Writer(s): Stanley Marvin Clarke, Derrick Carrington Gray, Megan J. Pete, Taylor Banks, Joel Banks, Shawn Jermaine Jarrett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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