Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kash Doll
Vocals
Summer Walker
Vocals
Yonni
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronald M. Ferebee Jr
Songwriter
Brittney Barber
Songwriter
Arkeisha Knight
Songwriter
Devon Langford
Songwriter
Sean Phelan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yonni
Producer
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Sean Seaton
Engineer
Lyrics
Kash Doll
Summer Walker
Hey
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-
These boys are all the same (All the same)
These boys are all the same
Don't kick it with no lames
Send 'em back from where they came
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 you plate
Take 'em or leave 'em, that's I treat 'em, I'ma be straight
I hang up on niggas, I ain't 'bout to have a bad day
You do what you want but I'm just tellin' you the Kash way (Yeah)
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-
These boys are all the same (All the same)
These boys are all the same
Don't kick it with no lames
Send 'em back from where they came
I tell 'em never introduce me to a vibe you can't maintain
I'm never into losin' and 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?
Naw I'm good, block your number, bag or not I had enough
Bag 'em all, I'm bad enough
Want a nigga, never need one
They stupid over pussy, over dick I'd never be dumb
(It's Kash) 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-
These boys are all the same (All the same)
These boys are all the same
Don't kick it with no lames (Ooh)
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 (Ooh)
Send 'em back from where they came
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Ronald M Jr Ferebee, Brittany Chikyra Barber, Arkeisha Knight, Devin Allen Langford, Sean Seaton, Robert Lavelle Williams
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