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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bino Rideaux
Vocals
Ty Dolla $ign
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Rainey
Songwriter
Daniel Moras Raab
Songwriter
Alex Petit
Songwriter
Kiowa Roukema
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CashMoneyAp
Producer
YoungKio
Producer
Daniel Moras Raab
Producer
James Kang
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fuckin' up my mind, baby
Your shit too fire, baby
Keep it real at all times, baby
We can do it just fine, baby
I hope that I ain't out of line, baby
You know that pussy out of line, baby
We can go and sit on one of them islands, baby
That's how I'm comin', baby
[Verse 2]
You know when you by yourself
You wish you was by yourself by me
Baby, I'm on it, I can't help myself
You're all I want around me
Anything about you, girl, it's about me
How you gonna be lit tryin' to be without me?
If you ain't all in, then be that bitch without me
Bitches ain't your friend, don't tell them bitches about me
I'm sorry
[Verse 3]
And if go that way, I'm still gon' chase these racks
And if you text my phone, I'm still gon' text you back, baby
I know you be guarded with all that shit, whatever
Girl, you know regardless, it's me and you forever
And if you put it on me, I'm gonna put that shit together
[Verse 4]
Fuckin' up my mind, baby
Your shit too fire, baby
Keep it real at all times, baby
We can do it just fine, baby
I hope that I ain't out of line, baby
You know that pussy out of line, baby
We can go and sit on one of them islands, baby
That's how I'm comin', baby
[Verse 5]
You know that mouth out of line, babe
That throat gonna make me change my mind, babe
You intelligent and fine, babe
Let me put something on your wrist that's gon' shine, babe
Put you another plateau
You bad as shit, I turn you up to the max, though
Who you know who do it like me? I'll wait
New Louboutins, now you 'bout 5' 8"
[Verse 6]
Balmain got you lookin' like a goddess
You got my head fucked up, baby, I'm astonished
Make love to you on a private island in Bahamas
Can't wait to dive in your water, lately you been
[Verse 7]
Fuckin' up my mind, baby
(Girl, you fuck it up)
Your shit too fire, baby
(Too fire)
Keep it real at all times, baby
We can do it just fine, baby
(Do it just fine)
I hope that I ain't out of line, baby
You know that pussy out of line, baby (Oh-oh)
We can go and sit on one of them islands, baby (Ooh, yeah)
That's how I'm comin', baby
Written by: Alex Petit, Brandon Rainey, Daniel Moras Raab, Kiowa Roukema, Tyrone Griffin