Clip vidéo
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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Kendra Jae
Chant
Dinuzzo
Programmation
Th3ory
Claviers
Saweetie
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Diamonté Harper
Paroles/Composition
Kendra Bracy
Paroles/Composition
Trevor Rich
Paroles/Composition
Cardell McManus
Paroles/Composition
Darrien Overton
Paroles/Composition
Randall Avery Hammers
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
DJ Riggins
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Jacob Richards
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Mike Seaberg
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Cardell McManus
Ingénierie de prise de son
Dinuzzo
Production
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Th3ory
Production
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Love me, love me not
Either way, they always come right back
Fuck me, ****, prolly not
No, I don't even see you like that no more
But that's on you, 'cause I would've never turned my back on you
Got the racks on you, shit I got racks too
I ain't need you, but them broke hoes do
[Chorus]
I know I love too fast, saw them damn red flags
But I still can't help, but to free fall
And when shit get bad, I get in my bag
But I thought you'd be the one that I could lean on
Now I'm in that gym, got the waist on slim
You can still see that ass with the jeans on
Now you see me up, when you send that text and I don't even respond
'Cause I'm sick of goin'
[Verse 2]
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
So I don't want that, I don't need that, had it but you blew it 'cause you keep goin'
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
[Verse 3]
Had me goin' in, up-down like my scraper (Yeah)
Feelin' dangerous, I thought you was my anchor (Mhm)
But you ain't shit, and on some real shit tell me what the problem is (Yeah)
Say he gon' do better, but it's always just the opposite
How you fumble with the baddest bitch, are you a dumb ****?
You got nerve sellin' me all these threats when you wrong, that's a big trigger
How you figure, ain't the woman that you thought
You was humpin' thots, fuckin' narcissist you just mad you got caught
So what's up now?
You only fuckin' with me 'cause I'm up now (Uh-huh)
I ain't tryna hear that you in love now (Yeah)
Saw me at my lowest, now I'm Bussdown
You feelin' left out (Left out)
[Chorus]
'Cause I love too fast, saw them damn red flags
But I still can't help, but to free fall
And when shit get bad, I get in my bag
But I thought you'd be the one that I could lean on
Now I'm in that gym, got the waist on slim
You can still see that ass with the jeans on
Now you see me up, when you send that text and I don't even respond
'Cause I'm sick of goin'
[Verse 4]
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
So I don't want that, I don't need that, had it but you blew it 'cause you keep goin'
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
[Verse 5]
Sick of goin' up-down, but I know you miss it goin' up-down
You know I was with you when you was down
How you actin' bitter 'cause I'm up now, typical?
How you lose a real bitch, in your mind
Even let you still hit, like you was mine
We was takin' field trips, I would slide
Now, you gotta go and find another one to ride
But maybe I thought that you would change
Maybe, I thought that you was done playin' games
Maybe, I thought you felt the same
But I ain't goin' back and forth, I just take the blame
[Chorus]
'Cause I love too fast, saw them damn red flags (Yeah)
But I still can't help but to free fall (Ooh-oh)
And when shit get bad, I get in my bag
But I thought you'd be the one that I could lean on (Yeah, yeah)
Now I'm in that gym (Gym), got the waist on slim (Ayy)
You can still see that ass with the jeans on (Yeah)
Now you see me up, when you send that text and I don't even respond
'Cause I'm sick of goin'
[Verse 6]
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw (Up-down)
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw (Up-down)
So I don't want that, I don't need that, had it but you blew it 'cause you keep goin'
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw (Down)
[Outro]
Saweetie goin' up (Free fall, up-down)
Pretty bitches know what's up (Lean on)
Now I'm in that gym, got the waist on slim (Jeans on)
Now you see me up, when you send that text and I don't even respond (K.J yeah)
Written by: Cardell Denard Mcmanus, Darrien A Overton, Diamonté Harper, Kendra Bracy, Randall Avery Hammers, Trevor Rich

