Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Bijan Amir
Songwriter
Jacob Wilkinson Smith
Songwriter
Chris LaRocca
Songwriter
Dylan Ismael Teixeria
Songwriter
Devon " Rhys " Roberts
Songwriter
Philip Anthony Coleman, Jr.
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NES
Producer
Bijan Amir
Co-Producer
My Best Friend Jacob
Co-Producer
nami
Co-Producer
Chris LaRocca
Co-Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Rhys
Co-Producer
Lyrics
Hello? Yeah, yeah
Hey, how's it going? (How you feel?)
My name is Young Tiller, Young Tiller, Bryson, Pen Griffey
You could call me whatever
I still want you bad as ever
And I know you know this already
'Cause you been that b- already
You don't wanna hear sh-, now let me
Tell you, you're top of my list, I'm ready
You smile, but I'm that serious, so I'm ready
I'm down, just tell me if you with it, I'm ready
I said it three times but don't forget it, I'm ready
You, you know you impress me, girl
Yeah, I see you in them pictures and you flossin' and sh-, huh?
Had to get to know you better
Tell me how your ex-ex rеally took a loss with this sh-, huh?
Guess he gotta step, I'll show you bеtter
Step outside the vehicle in heels, got 'em pausin' and sh- (yeah)
Dancin', love it when you start with the hips
And it taste like cherry lip gloss on your lips, ayy
Date night, girl, let's get it poppin'
It start with the hate, right?
You like how I'm talkin' and sh-, huh?
And your n- don't be talkin' 'bout sh-
That's the difference, yeah, he met me
Yeah, I'm broad with the sh-, huh?
Plus I walk how I'm talkin' and sh-, huh?
Friends so protective, they all with the sh-, huh?
They be like, "Why they all say the sh-?", huh
Have shawty straight just as long as you with me
When you ready for me, be like, "Baby, come get me"
Imagine, have a night out in Paris
Fall and winter romances
Baby, if I got it, swear to God you can have it
If you took a chance on me, girl, you would see that
I'm an everything man
I don't play no games when it comes to you
Don't have to leave, I will come to you
I left as soon as I saw you
Post up them pictures of you flossin' and sh-, huh?
I just had to get to know you better
Tell me how your ex-ex really took a loss with this sh-, huh?
Guess he gotta step, I'll show you better
Step outside the vehicle in heels, got 'em pausin' and sh-
Dancin', love it when you start with the hips
Taste like cherry lip gloss on your lips, ayy
Date night, girl, let's get it poppin'
It start with the hate, right?
You like how I'm talkin' and sh-, huh?
And your n- don't be talkin' 'bout sh-
That's the difference, yeah, he met me
Yeah, I'm broad with the sh-, huh?
Plus I walk how I'm talkin' and sh-, huh?
Friends so protective, they all with the sh-, huh?
They be like, "Why they all say the sh-?", huh
Just as long as you
When you ready for me, be like, "Baby, come get me"
Tell me, is you with it? I'm ready
I said it, I know you don't forget it, I'm ready
Writer(s): Bryson Dujuan Tiller, Bijan Amirkhani, Phillip Anthony Coleman, Jacob Wilkinson-smith, Dylan Ismael Teixeira, Devon Rhys Roberts, Christopher Larocca Cerrone
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