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Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Kash Doll
Kash Doll
Chant
Summer Walker
Summer Walker
Chant
Yonni
Yonni
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Sean Phelan
Sean Phelan
Paroles/Composition
Ronald M. Ferebee Jr
Ronald M. Ferebee Jr
Paroles/Composition
Brittney Barber
Brittney Barber
Paroles/Composition
Arkeisha Knight
Arkeisha Knight
Paroles/Composition
Devon Langford
Devon Langford
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Yonni
Yonni
Production
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Sean Seaton
Sean Seaton
Ingénierie

Paroles

[Intro]
Kash Doll
Summer Walker
Hey
[PreChorus]
Really, really wish that I could trust you
Wish that it was easier to love you
Guards up, back up, that's the way to be
Wanna chill, but my friends keep tellin' me that
[Chorus]
These boys are all the same (They're all the same)
These boys are all the same
Don't kick it with no lames
Send 'em back from where they came
[Verse 1]
Sis, he got you stressin', I got all my edges
Hope you learned your lesson, you blockin' all your blessings
You could be on private jets, sittin' pretty, flexin'
Instead, you goin' back and forth, arguin' and textin' (Boy, bye)
See, I'm selfmade, I got my own, don't need your plate
Take 'em or leave 'em, that's how I treat 'em, I'ma be straight
I hang up on ****, I ain't 'bout to have a bad day
You do what you want, but I'm just tellin' you the Kash way (Yeah)
[PreChorus]
Really, really wish that I could trust you
Wish that it was easier to love you
Guards up, back up, that's the way to be
Wanna chill, but my friends keep tellin' me that
[Chorus]
These boys are all the same (They're all the same)
These boys are all the same
Don't kick it with no lames
Send 'em back from where they came
[Verse 2]
I tell 'em never introduce me to a vibe you can't maintain
I'm never into losin', if I can't win, I'm out the game
Look, body got you stuck, but I can't even let you fuck, uh
Word is you keep some random bitches in your trunk
What I look like? The type to get to bleachin' all your stuff?
Nah, I'm good, block your number, bag or not, I had enough
Bag 'em all, I'm bad enough, want no ****, never need one
They stupid over pussy, over dick, I never be dumb
It's Kash
[PreChorus]
Really, really wish that I could trust you
Wish that it was easier to love you
Guards up, back up, that's the way to be
Wanna chill, but my friends keep tellin' me that
[Chorus]
These boys are all the same (They're all the same)
These boys are all the same
Don't kick it with no lames
Send 'em back from where they came
These boys are all the same (The same)
These boys are all the same (The same)
Don't kick it with no lames (Oh)
Send 'em back from where they came (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Arkeisha Knight, Brittney Barber, Devon Langford, Robert Lavelle Williams, Ronald M. Ferebee Jr, Sean Seaton
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