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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kendra Jae
Vocals
Dinuzzo
Drums
Th3ory
Keyboards
Saweetie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Diamonté Harper
Songwriter
Kendra Bracy
Songwriter
Trevor Rich
Songwriter
Cardell McManus
Songwriter
Darrien Overton
Songwriter
Randall Avery Hammers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Cardell McManus
Recording Engineer
Dinuzzo
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Th3ory
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Love me, love me not
Either way, they always come right back
Fuck me, ****, prolly not
No, I don't even see you like that no more
But that's on you, 'cause I would've never turned my back on you
Got the racks on you, shit I got racks too
I ain't need you, but them broke hoes do
[Chorus]
I know I love too fast, saw them damn red flags
But I still can't help, but to free fall
And when shit get bad, I get in my bag
But I thought you'd be the one that I could lean on
Now I'm in that gym, got the waist on slim
You can still see that ass with the jeans on
Now you see me up, when you send that text and I don't even respond
'Cause I'm sick of goin'
[Verse 2]
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
So I don't want that, I don't need that, had it but you blew it 'cause you keep goin'
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
[Verse 3]
Had me goin' in, up-down like my scraper (Yeah)
Feelin' dangerous, I thought you was my anchor (Mhm)
But you ain't shit, and on some real shit tell me what the problem is (Yeah)
Say he gon' do better, but it's always just the opposite
How you fumble with the baddest bitch, are you a dumb ****?
You got nerve sellin' me all these threats when you wrong, that's a big trigger
How you figure, ain't the woman that you thought
You was humpin' thots, fuckin' narcissist you just mad you got caught
So what's up now?
You only fuckin' with me 'cause I'm up now (Uh-huh)
I ain't tryna hear that you in love now (Yeah)
Saw me at my lowest, now I'm Bussdown
You feelin' left out (Left out)
[Chorus]
'Cause I love too fast, saw them damn red flags
But I still can't help, but to free fall
And when shit get bad, I get in my bag
But I thought you'd be the one that I could lean on
Now I'm in that gym, got the waist on slim
You can still see that ass with the jeans on
Now you see me up, when you send that text and I don't even respond
'Cause I'm sick of goin'
[Verse 4]
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
So I don't want that, I don't need that, had it but you blew it 'cause you keep goin'
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw
[Verse 5]
Sick of goin' up-down, but I know you miss it goin' up-down
You know I was with you when you was down
How you actin' bitter 'cause I'm up now, typical?
How you lose a real bitch, in your mind
Even let you still hit, like you was mine
We was takin' field trips, I would slide
Now, you gotta go and find another one to ride
But maybe I thought that you would change
Maybe, I thought that you was done playin' games
Maybe, I thought you felt the same
But I ain't goin' back and forth, I just take the blame
[Chorus]
'Cause I love too fast, saw them damn red flags (Yeah)
But I still can't help but to free fall (Ooh-oh)
And when shit get bad, I get in my bag
But I thought you'd be the one that I could lean on (Yeah, yeah)
Now I'm in that gym (Gym), got the waist on slim (Ayy)
You can still see that ass with the jeans on (Yeah)
Now you see me up, when you send that text and I don't even respond
'Cause I'm sick of goin'
[Verse 6]
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw (Up-down)
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw (Up-down)
So I don't want that, I don't need that, had it but you blew it 'cause you keep goin'
Up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, up-down, seesaw (Down)
[Outro]
Saweetie goin' up (Free fall, up-down)
Pretty bitches know what's up (Lean on)
Now I'm in that gym, got the waist on slim (Jeans on)
Now you see me up, when you send that text and I don't even respond (K.J yeah)
Written by: Cardell Denard Mcmanus, Darrien A Overton, Diamonté Harper, Kendra Bracy, Randall Avery Hammers, Trevor Rich