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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Anderson Hernandez
Anderson Hernandez
Songwriter
Lamont Ishmael
Lamont Ishmael
Songwriter
Neil Dominique
Neil Dominique
Songwriter
Antoine Crooms
Antoine Crooms
Songwriter
Eric Von Jackson
Eric Von Jackson
Songwriter
Abraham Augusto Herrera
Abraham Augusto Herrera
Songwriter
Tyler James Bryant
Tyler James Bryant
Songwriter
D'Ongelo Holmes
D'Ongelo Holmes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vinylz
Vinylz
Producer
Jack Uriah
Jack Uriah
Producer
Wow Jones
Wow Jones
Producer
Neil Dominique
Neil Dominique
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

White nail polish, ten toes down (Yeah) Look back at it, shawty, don't look down Tattoo peakin' through the see-through (Damn, yeah) Body critical, ICU I see you Used to be in love, now you're like, "Fuck Cupid" Hate to be your ex, know that nigga feel stupid Thumbin' through the 'Gram, tryna figure out where you been All he need to know is that you're outside Watchin' real time while you're too live Easily adjusted to your new life Since you let loose, he been too tight Tight No plans to unknown plans You don't need a man, you got your own bands No kid money, these grown bands Had to wake 'em up, they sleepin' Pussy so good, gotta sleep in it Arch your back and knees in Bring 'em in I never get enough, never get enough I never get enough, never get enough Way too many fall in your direction Choices like testin' But you're selective Mmh Yeah, that ass too swole and I'm tryna grab that (tryna grab that) If he get too close, tell that nigga, "Back, back" (Tell him, "Back, back") He been callin' your phone, but you don't call back (Don't call back, ah-ooh) Let him know it's his fault and he need to fall back Used to be in love, now you're like, "Fuck Cupid" Hate to be your ex, know that nigga feel stupid Thumbin' through the 'Gram, tryna figure out where you been All he need to know is that you're outside Watchin' real time while you're too live (live) Easily adjusted to your new life (life) Since you let loose, he been too tight Tight (tight) Know you came here alone (know you came here alone) I wanna take her back home (I wanna take her back home) Wan' show her somethin' real for once (hey, hey) I'ma call you on the phone (call you on the phone) And get you all alone (I think it's better all alone) All he need to know is you're outside now Bring it back for me one time (Bring it back and back and back, back, back, back, back) I never get enough, never get enough I never get enough, never get enough (Bring it back and back and back, back, back, back, back) I never get enough, never get enough I never get enough, never get enough You used to be in love with him (yeah, yeah) Now you say you're done with him (yeah, yeah, yeah) Hate to be your ex, dumb nigga (yeah) Grown, baby, ain't no young nigga
Writer(s): Tyler James Bryant, Michael Crooms, Bryson Dujuan Tiller, Deongelo Holmes, Eric E. Jackson, Ishmael Windley, Abraham Herrera, Anderson Hernandez, Neil Dominique Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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