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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ty Dolla $ign
Lead Vocals
Bongo ByTheWay
Programming
Christian Ward
Programming
James Royo
Programming
YG
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
Dewayne Rogers
Songwriter
Donell Jones
Songwriter
Floyd Bentley III
Songwriter
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter
Kyle West
Songwriter
Daron Jones
Songwriter
Michael Keith
Songwriter
Quinnes Parker
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Songwriter
Steven Jordan
Songwriter
Christopher Dotson
Songwriter
Marvin "Slim" Scandrick
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
Uforo Ebong
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ty Dolla $ign
Producer
Bongo ByTheWay
Producer
Christian Ward
Producer
Todd Norman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Manny Park
Assistant Engineer
Matthew Sim
Assistant Engineer
Sauce Miyagi
Recording Engineer
James Royo
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Jean-Marie Horvat
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
(Hm, 4Hunnid), oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah
You know what I'm saying? Yeah
Ty (so)
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her I ain't coming home (home)
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her, I ain't coming home (home), tonight
(Bongo By The Way) hey!
Mixing Henny with the Bombay (Bomb')
Fuck it, I done had a long day (oh)
I done linked up with my old thing
Right time, but the wrong place
Yeah
Riding 'round with it on me (oh)
Got me thinking about all my old days (old days)
I been getting money four ways (four ways)
R. Kelly, "12 Play" with the foreplay
I know (know), I be up to no good
Baby, I know (know), I'm just misunderstood
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her I ain't coming home (home)
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her, I ain't coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chic (yeah, main)
I told her, I ain't coming home tonight (home)
(Uh-oh) how you living, nigga, how you living? (Skrrt)
I'm on jet ski's with naked bitches
Give my last city naked bitches (yeah)
Leave your main squeeze for these naked bitches, yeah
That's how, you know, when it's all bad (all bad)
She call me or text, I could call back (I could call back)
But she imagine in her head I'm doing all that
I tell her I'm not, she like, "YG, you a thot"
I know, I be up to no good (sing that shit, Ty)
Baby, I know (4 Hunnid, ah), I'm just misunderstood (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
A hundred times, told her, I was gon' stop
But it's kind of hard, when every night them bottles pop
Yeah, yeah
It's kind of hard, when you're making your watch
Make all them nines and tens flop
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her I ain't coming home (home)
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her I ain't coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her I ain't coming home tonight (home)
Writer(s): Tyrone William Griffin Jr., Donell Jones, Uforo Imeh Ebong, Jeffrey Gitelman, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Kyle Albert West, Dewayne Julius Jr. Rogers, Floyd Eugene Bentley, Michael Keith, Christian Ward, Daron Tavaris Jones, Quinnes Daymond Parker, Marvin E. Scandrick, Sean Puffy Combs, Steven A. Jordan, Christopher Wallace
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