Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Chxrry22
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jonah Christian
Paroles/Composition
Matt Cohn
Paroles/Composition
Jacob Olofsson
Paroles/Composition
Trey Campbell
Paroles/Composition
Daijah Anasa Ross
Paroles/Composition
Darius Dixson
Paroles/Composition
A. Dixson
Paroles/Composition
Lydia H
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Sensei Bueno
Production
Jonah Christian
Production
Matt Cohn
Co‑production
Jacob Olofsson
Co‑production
DIXSON
Production
Teezio
Ingénierie de mixage
Dale Becker
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
That was just a sample
Should've known that I'd be way too much to handle
Had to blow you out and treat you like a candle
Had to cool you down and leave you on a mantle
'Cause you're fragile, oh-oh-oh
Callin' my job, callin' my girls, it's giving obsessed (it's giving obsessed)
Beggin' for time, every night, it's giving pressed, yes (pressed, yes)
You fuckin' with the best (the fuck)
Say you met your match, but I say you're giving my ex
(Ooh, ooh, whoa)
Pussy way too good just to ignore (yeah, yeah)
If I knew you'd keep on knockin' at my door
Would've never ever, ever gave you more (more)
More (more), more (more), more
(Ooh, ooh, whoa)
Pussy way too good just to be yours (yeah, yeah)
If I knew you'd keep on knockin' at my door (door, door)
Would've never ever, ever gave you more (more)
More (more), more (more), more (more)
I break you off (off), I don't stay long (long)
You too greedy with it
I ain't your bitch (bitch), don't call my phone (phone)
This ain't no freebie you get
I don't need love, I just want funds, fuck a friendship (yeah)
Hit it once, now I got you stuck, this the thanks that I get?
Boy, stop (ooh-ooh)
Callin' my job, callin' my girls, it's giving obsessed (it's giving obsessed)
Beggin' for time, every night, it's giving pressed, yes (pressed, yes)
You fuckin' with the best (the best)
Say you met your match, but I say you're giving my ex
(Ooh, ooh, whoa)
Pussy way too good just to ignore (yeah, yeah)
If I knew you'd keep on knockin' at my door (door, door)
Would've never ever, ever gave you more (more)
More (more), more (more), more
(Ooh, ooh, whoa)
Pussy way too good just to be yours (yeah, yeah)
If I knew you'd keep on knockin' at my door (door, door)
Would've never ever, ever gave you more (more)
More (more), more (more), more (more)
You wish you could, wish you could have my love back
What you gonna do for that?
See, baby, look, baby, look as it walk past you
Wish you could have my love back
You wish you could, wish you could have my love back
What you gonna do for that?
See, baby, look, baby, look as it walk past you
You, oh, whoa
Pussy way too good just to ignore (way too good to ignore)
If I knew that you'd keep knockin' at my door (my door)
Would've never ever, ever gave you more (more)
More (more), more (more), more (more)
More
Would've never, ever, ever gave you more
Writer(s): Jonah Leon Christian, Lydia Habtemariam, Jarrett Goodly, Jonathan Thurgood Lytle, Matthew S. Cohn, Daija Anasa Ross, Darius Scott Dixson, Brandon Treyshun Campbell, Jacob Ludwig Olofsson
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