Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ella Mai
Vocals
Meek Mill
Vocals
Beyoncé Knowles Carter
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Franklin
Songwriter
Austin Schindler
Songwriter
Beyoncé Knowles
Songwriter
Eyobed Getachew
Songwriter
Nija Charles
Songwriter
Robert Waller
Songwriter
Scott Storch
Songwriter
Ella Mai
Songwriter
Ozan Yildirim
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Estevez
Engineer
Lou Carrao
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Mixing Engineer
Austin Powerz
Producer
EY
Producer
Oz
Producer
Pro Logic
Producer
Steven Xia
Recording Engineer
Anthony Cruz
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
End is what I found out
Tell me how you want it, yeah
Call me and I'm on my way
Tell me that you need me, yeah
I'll give it to you night and day
I'm talkin' 'bout Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Uh-huh-uh
Lovin' the shit out you, fuckin' the shit out you
For seven days straight
And now I can't even live without you
And if we ever broke up
I won't have a kid without you
You forever in my heart, I won't forget about you
I be crushin' you on Monday
Like it's Wednesday
You pressed about that nigga
What your friends say?
Uh, G63 is what your Benz say
I'm so happy you ain't listen to your friends, babe
You can tell me how you want it
How you need it, I don't mind
Need you right here by my side
'Cause out of sight is out of mind
And out of spite you hit decline but I was hype
I hit your line a few more times
Than you hit back I'm gon' respond
Tell me how you want it, yeah
Call me and I'm on my way (on my way, on my way, woah)
Tell me that you need me, yeah
I'll give it to you night and day (night and day, night and day, go)
I'm talkin' 'bout Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Uh, yeah
You be throwin' that shit back like it's a Thursday
I be treatin' you like everyday your birthday
Them hoes ain't fuckin' with you on your worst day
I got you on a new level like what Ferg say
When you fell down, I pick you up
Put on your crown, and lift you up
I put a rock all on your finger
So much ice could push a puck
Heard they feelings 'bout you
Baby, tell them hoes I wish 'em luck
Talkin' relationship goals, this could be us, yuh
When you see me kneel like Kaepernick, call a reverend
See, I got a milli' in a stash for a weddin'
If you ready, let me know, 'cause it's whatever
But I know you in the worst way
Yeah, our anniversary
'Bout to suit up on my birthday
'Cause I know they keep you thirsty
Ain't no playin', this is us
Boy be gentle, ain't no rush
365, you're the only one I trust
No, I can't get enough
And all my ladies if you feel me, help me sing it out
Yeah, yeah
I'm talkin' 'bout Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Tell me how you want it, yeah
Call me and I'm on my way
Tell me that you need me, yeah
I'll give it to you night and day
I'm talkin' 'bout Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
I was scared of the crown
I took a vow that from now on
I'm gonna be my own, own, own best
Writer(s): Scott Spencer Storch, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Robert Waller, Robert Williams, Ella Mai Howell, Eyobed Getachew, Andrew Franklin, Nija Aisha Alayja Charles, Austin Schindler, Ozan Yildirim
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