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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Vocals
The Weeknd
The Weeknd
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
Songwriter
Abel Makkonen Tesfaye
Abel Makkonen Tesfaye
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shin Kamiyama
Shin Kamiyama
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
Assistant Mixing Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Raphael Mesquita
Raphael Mesquita
Assistant Recording Engineer
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Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah
Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah (Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah)
Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah, yeah
[Verse 2]
If I'ma talk, I'ma talk
I'ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys
We would split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot
Was a **** meal
Now that we on, that we on
We gon' split a mil'
I take a jet, take a jet
When I'm overseas
None of my girls, of my girls
Gon' get over me
Shoutout to Hawk, shout-out Dooley
Shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros
Till the death of me
Nobody, nobody know
How I really be
I got some bars for a ****
If he wanna see
Dress up your talk
If a **** wanna talk to me
Fuck your phone calls
I don't want apologies
Everyone said, yeah
They said I was gonna peak
Most number ones, number ones
In a **** league
I think your girl, think your girl
Fell in love with me
She say my fuck, and my tongue game
A remedy
[Verse 3]
Oh, yeah, yeah
I just hit a lick
And I know you feelin' some way
I just took that chick
And I know you feelin' some way, oh, yeah
She just want a **** like me
You feelin' some way, way, way
She just want a **** like me
I ain't playing no
[Verse 4]
Way
We got 'em feelin' some way
Way
'Cause you see XO in the place
Told her wait
I gotta get myself together
It's a date
I spent two thousand on the sweater
Way
I think the belt inside the store
Look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better
On her face
This bitch got addicted
All she did was take a taste
Now, you gettin' mad
Because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
I went to the Hills straight from the trap
I'ma fuck your bitch and give her back
She said she pop pills
I told her, "Stop it"
Check my lil' pocket
I got options
I'm the first brown boy
To get it poppin'
If I say the word
My shooters gonna pop 'em
[Verse 5]
Oh, yeah
I just hit a lick
And I know you feelin' some way
I just took that chick
And I know you feelin' some way, oh, yeah
She just want a **** like me
You feelin' some way, way, way
She just want a **** like me
I ain't playing no games
Written by: Navraj Singh Goraya, The Weeknd
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