Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anderson .Paak
Anderson .Paak
Lead Vocals
Eliza
Eliza
Background Vocals
Ruby Velle
Ruby Velle
Background Vocals
SiR
SiR
Background Vocals
Jose Rios
Jose Rios
Guitar
Sonyae
Sonyae
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keifer Shackleford
Keifer Shackleford
Songwriter
Matthew Merisola
Matthew Merisola
Songwriter
Michael Redict
Michael Redict
Songwriter
Brandon Paak Anderson
Brandon Paak Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quentin Gilkey
Quentin Gilkey
Mixing Engineer
Eric Gonzalez
Eric Gonzalez
Assistant Engineer
Julio Ulloa
Julio Ulloa
Engineer
Lola A. Romero
Lola A. Romero
Assistant Engineer
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Mixing Engineer
King Michael Coy
King Michael Coy
Producer
Callum
Callum
Producer
Callum Connor
Callum Connor
Producer
Jhair "JHA" Lazo
Jhair "JHA" Lazo
Engineer
Keifer Shackleford
Keifer Shackleford
Producer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What is it about
My smile
That
That makes you lie to my face
If I close my eyes to your
Bullshit
I can still smell it on you
I can smell it from a mile away
You can’t be the truth
And be the lie (Oh no, hey!)
Make up your mind baby(Say)
What is it about my smile that(Say)
That makes you lie to my face
[Verse 2]
(Yeah, yeah, say)
Let me ask this
Just what does it take to be the apple of your iris
How much of this bullshit until we reach the pasture
Ain’t no need to gas me, it was lit from the lashes
Back in chit chattin' casually
Bout how you think monogamy is somethin' of the past
But baby girl your actions speak somethin' totally opposite
And you have to pardon me
Cause I am a dog you see
And if you lead me to the park
I’ll break up off the leash
[Verse 3]
What
Is it about
My smile
[Verse 4]
That would make you ponder Kickin' dirt in my water
Spillin' bleach in the laundry bag
And stressin' my momma
Pushin' dents in my armor
Scratchin, dentin my Pontiac
Bitch are you off your shit?
I’ll bag another one just to piss you off and shit
Don’t make me put this shit I bought you up for auction, bitch
[Verse 5]
(Hold up, hold the fuck up)
Whoa!(Pause this shit)
[Verse 6]
My lady drives me high up the wall (High up the wall)
She keeps me up and locked in the bathing room
Why am I screamin' at the top of my lungs (Top of my lungs)
When she can’t hear the words that I say to her
[Verse 7]
You (You) Petty (Petty) Petty bitch (Ha, petty)
Calculate (All of it)
Trackin' (All of it)
All of this (Bullshit) Worthless shit
 (You)
Packaged up
Tossed out my shit (All of it, all of it, all)
Bitch, now you know that was totally
Out of pocket
[Verse 8]
Lord don’t let me fall off (Would you catch me when I fall)
I won’t sweat the small stuff (No more chasin' pennies, no)
Lord keep me from fallin' off
(Keep me from these useless bitches, these ruthless leeches)
I might cut you all off (I don’t need it, I don’t need it)
[Verse 9]
My bro he lends me no help at all (No help at all)
He’s out there chasin' money that’s far too small (Chasin' the small cash)
Lately he’s talkin' bout investin' withdrawal (Fuck if you are)
But the loan of which he owes me is far from paid off, oh lawd
[Verse 10]
You (You) Petty (Petty) Petty bitch (Ha, petty)
Calculate (All of it)
Tracking (All of it)
All of this (Bullshit)
Worthless shit (You)
Packaged up
Tossed out my shit (All of it, all of it, all)
Bitch, now you know that was totally
Out of pocket
Written by: Anderson .Paak, Kiefer Shackelford, Matthew Merisola, Michael Redict
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