Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post Malone
Vocals
Louis Bell
Programming
Andrew Watt
Guitar
Tommy Lee
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Bell
Composer
Andrew Watt
Composer
Tommy Lee
Composer
Austin Post
Composer
Carl Rosen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Post Malone
Producer
Louis Bell
Producer
Andrew Watt
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
When you leave me, made me jump up out my room
Didn't faze you, would've given you the moon
Even after everything that we've been through
I ain't ever met nobody like you
Why you always tryna tell me that it's cool?
Need it quiet 'cause you never tell the truth
Felt like ballin' was the only thing to do
Trade my woman for some diamonds and a coupe
[PreChorus]
When she's comin' for my heart, it feels like Armageddon
I'ma turn the tables, promise you will not forget it
Won't apologize, don't give a fuck if you're offended
No discussion, yeah, we gotta go our separate ways
Won't take me down in flames
I don't even wanna know your name
Watch how everything is gonna change, yeah, aye
[Chorus]
I'ma pull up in a Bentley
With a fuckin' hundred thousand in my pocket, yeah, yeah
I'ma pull in, swang my door open
Stuntin', knowin' everybody watchin', yeah, yeah
And help another bitch out the whip
And I don't give a fuck if you don't like it, yeah, yeah
Just to show you that it's over
It don't matter what you gotta say about it, yeah
I'ma put that bitch pussy in a motherfucking bodybag
So you know that I'm never, ever coming back
You kept your heart on the counter in a Prada bag
I used to never, ever wanna see the light of day, yeah
I was an idiot
Begging on my knees on to the floor
Now, I don't even want you anymore, anymore
It's over now
It's over now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye
[Verse 2]
Feels like a knife in my throat, you treat this like it's a joke
I bet you've done this before, I ain't surprised, yeah
I wasn't tryna let go, but you'll know why when I'm ghost
I hope you wind up alone, dead in my eyes, yeah
Ain't religious, only Christian when it's Dior
Only prayin' for the Amex and the gold
You ain't stop me now, you only was a detour
Tried to drive me crazy, you ran out of road
[PreChorus]
When she's comin' for my heart, it feels like Armageddon
I'ma turn the tables, promise you will not forget it
Won't apologize, don't give a fuck if you're offended
No discussion, yeah, we gotta go our separate ways
Won't take me down in flames
I don't even wanna know your name
Watch how everything is gonna change, yeah, aye
[Chorus]
I'ma pull up in a Bentley
With a fuckin' hundred thousand in my pocket, yeah, yeah
I'ma pull in, swang my door open
Stuntin', knowin' everybody watchin', yeah, yeah
And help another bitch out the whip
And I don't give a fuck if you don't like it, yeah, yeah
Just to show you that it's over
It don't matter what you gotta say about it, yeah
I'ma put that bitch pussy in a motherfucking bodybag
So you know that I'm never ever coming back
You kept your heart on the counter in a Prada bag
I used to never, ever wanna see the light of day, yeah
I was an idiot
Begging on my knees on to the floor
Now I don't even want you anymore, anymore
It's over now
It's over now
[Outro]
It's over now
Written by: Andrew Watt, Austin Post, Carl Austin Rosen, Louis Bell, Tommy Lee, Tommy Lee Bass