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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Vocals
WondaGurl
WondaGurl
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
Songwriter
Ebony Oshunrinde
Ebony Oshunrinde
Songwriter
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Songwriter
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mastering Engineer
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Producer
WondaGurl
WondaGurl
Producer
Jimmy Cash
Jimmy Cash
Mixing Engineer
Nate Alford
Nate Alford
Recording Engineer
RYAN MELLOW
RYAN MELLOW
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I know, I know, I know that you're drunk
Tell me what you want after this club
You know I get nasty
No Uber ride to my house, I called a taxi
[Verse 2]
I'm picky with my women, I'm deciding
Call me to your crib and I'ma slide in
I'm picky with my women, I'm deciding
Call me to your crib and I'ma slide in
[Verse 3]
First things first, let me get that introduction
We on a long road to self-destruction
You were so in love, you weren't gon' tell me nothing
Let me get this clear, 'cause I had no idea
[Verse 4]
Feeling like I did too much
I'm feeling like I did too much
Well, let's get naughtier
Yeah, I need all of ya
I'm feeling like I did too much
I'm feeling like I did too much
Yeah, let's party hard, yeah, I need all of ya
[Verse 5]
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh-uh, uh
[Verse 6]
First things first, let me get that introduction
We on a long road to self-destruction
You were so in love, you weren't gon' tell me nothing
Let me hit this crib, 'cause I had no idea
[Verse 7]
Feeling like I did too much
I'm feeling like I did too much
Well, let's get naughtier
Yeah, I need all of ya
I'm feeling like I did too much
I'm feeling like I did too much
Yeah, let's party hard, yeah, I need all of ya
[Verse 8]
Since you been gone, I've been just okay
I know you mad, you didn't see it my way
Since I've been gone, I've been out of space
I let lil' shawty, come here, take your place
[Verse 9]
Ooh, you got it
You couldn't keep my love, you're too exotic
You want a paper plane, I don't mind it
You wonder why your girl always smiling?
Written by: Caleb Toliver, Ebony Oshunrinde, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer
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