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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Porter Robinson
Porter Robinson
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mariah Carey
Mariah Carey
Songwriter
Paul Jeffries
Paul Jeffries
Songwriter
Bibi Bourelly
Bibi Bourelly
Songwriter
Porter Robinson
Porter Robinson
Songwriter
Jordon Manswell
Jordon Manswell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mariah Carey
Mariah Carey
Producer
Brian Garten
Brian Garten
Recording Engineer
Jeremy Nichols
Jeremy Nichols
Assistant Recording Engineer
Phil Tan
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Bill Zimmerman
Bill Zimmerman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Jordon Manswell
Jordon Manswell
Co-Producer
Paul Jefferies
Paul Jefferies
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
How 'bout you (You, you)
How 'bout you (You, you)
[Verse 2]
You took my love for granted
You left me lost and dis-enchanted
Bulldozed my heart as if you planned it
My prince was so unjustly handsome
[Verse 3]
Who was the knight in shining armor?
I could have swore you loved me harder
Might as well down this Caymus bottle
I ain't the type to play the martyr
[Verse 4]
How 'bout you get the fuck out (Get the fuck out)
How 'bout you get the fuck out (Get the fuck out)
Get the fuck out
How 'bout you, take your tings and be on your merry way-ay-ay-ay
Fly off for the week, bye bye, baby
How 'bout you, scusami, Mimi called you a valet-et-et (You just)
Take your tings and be on your merry way
[Verse 5]
My friends all saw it in your eyes
They told me once they told me twice
I looked beyond all the signs
I guess false love makes you blind
[Verse 6]
Who was the knight in shining armor? (You you you)
I could have swore you loved me harder (You you you)
Might as well down this Caymus bottle (You you you)
I ain't the type to play the martyr
[Verse 7]
How' bout you get the fuck out (Get the fuck out, how 'bout)
How 'bout you get the fuck out, how about you
Get the fuck out
How 'bout you take your days and be on your merry way
How 'bout you fly off for the week, bye bye, baby
How 'bout you, scusami, Mimi call you a valet
How bout you take your tings and be on your marry way
[Verse 8]
How' 'bout you get the fuck out (Fuck out, fuck out)
Get the fuck out
Stop telling me these lies when you're bluffing
How 'bout you go and stay at your friend's house or something
(Don't mean to be rude, but take your shit and leave)
[Verse 9]
How 'bout you go and stay at friend's house or something
How 'bout you go and stay your homeboys you was talkin’ to
How bout you
I aint trying to be rude but your lucky
How bout you I ain't kick your ass out last weekend
How bout you, take your tings and be on your merry way
How 'bout you fly off for the week, bye bye, baby
Written by: Bibi Bourelly, Jordan Manswell, Mariah Carey, Paul Jeffries, Porter Robinson
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