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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Tyler Williams
Tyler Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T-Minus
T-Minus
Producer
Michael "Black Mic" Williams
Michael "Black Mic" Williams
Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
McCoy Socalgargoyle
McCoy Socalgargoyle
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, somethin' tells me
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, babe, baby
[Verse 1]
Yo' intuition has been tellin' you
Things that you never knew
Never knew
Rubbing shoulders with bitches I used to put on pedestals
But still, I keep it professional
Hey, laying in the bed, and you acting like I can't even touch you
I don't know why you do that
Shower with the door open, why you do that?
Drop the towel right in front of me, you cruel
What's goin' on, baby? Talk to me, baby
Say it to me straight, did I make a mistake?
And I can't concentrate while you're standing there naked
Acting strange, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, somethin' tells me
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, babe, baby
Yeah, somethin' tells me
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, babe, baby
[Verse 2]
My intuition has been telling me
Trust what you said to me
You ain't never really felt love till you slept with me
I'm busy, it's no wonder you upset with me
You found a Magnum inside of my bag
Don't know how to explain this
That was in there way before we started dating
This the only music I hate facing, oh
Lay down, baby, I'ma take it slow
Can't let this thing go to waste, oh no
Before we crash, hit the brakes, oh no
Call, then I got to your place, oh no
Still getting voicemail, oh no
Fuck it, leave a voicemail, oh no
Hey, looks like we're at the end of the road
[Chorus]
Yeah, somethin' tells me
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, baby
Somethin' tells me
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, babe, baby
Yeah, somethin' tells me
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, baby
We ain't gon' last, babe, baby
[Outro]
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know I feel like you know what I'm about to say
Oh yeah, oh, oh, oh yeah
You know what I'm about to say, huh
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can we make it work, huh?
Can we make it work?
Let's make it work
Let's make it work, yeah
I know we can make it work
Let's make it work, yeah
We can make it work, come on
Written by: Bryson Tiller, Tyler Williams
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