Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SZA
Vocals
Carson Graham
Sound Effects
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Uzowuru
Songwriter
Teo Halm
Songwriter
Carter Lang
Songwriter
Cody Fayne
Songwriter
Solána Rowe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Uzowuru
Producer
Teo Halm
Producer
thankgod4cody
Producer
Carter Lang
Producer
Rob Bisel
Engineer
Dana Nielsen
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Carson Graham
Engineer
Trey Pearce
Assistant Engineer
Robert N. Johnson
Assistant Engineer
Hector Castro
Engineer
Lyrics
You stay on my mind
I can't regret no time spent with you
And I still wonder if you notice me, yes
Outta my line if I box with you
Outta my line if I check your line when you're not around
Outta my lane if I get beside myself, I can't rock with you
Can't decide right now, either way I'm busting through tonight with you
Top down and the C3, speeding way to you
Yes sir, when you me, toot that thang like
All of this and more when you 'bout me
All this and joy will surround you
Long as you got me
I don't wanna be your girlfriend
I'm just tryna be your person
I don't need to be your girl, uh
Cool with just being your person, uh
Already tried to be your girl
We can't even speak, but you stay on my mind
I can't regret no time spent with you
And I still wonder if you notice me, yes
If I had a dime or two
For that cheap shit you be spitting, I provide the mood
It's cool, but you be jockin' me for all my jewels
Damn, fan nigga, hit it then lost your mind, mm
I understand, man
Said all of this and more
Finna take me a ride to the shore now
Finna sign me some lines, need insurance
I can't lack, niggas can't hang, I just get more real
I don't wanna be your girlfriend
I'm just tryna be your person
I don't need to be your girl, uh
Cool with just being your person, uh
Already tried to be your girl
I won't get the dick that I deserve, yeah, yeah
Try to flip on me, I hit you where it hurts, yeah, yeah
Try to wife you, but you rather be a hoe, yeah
So I spit this shit to let these niggas know, yeah, yeah
I told you, you don't need no girl, uh
Way you move gon' go get you hurt, I swear
Bet you don't even miss your girl
We can't even speak
Writer(s): Philip Cornish, Cody Jordan Fayne, Michael Chinosmso Uzowuru, Teo Halm, Carter Lang, Solana I. Rowe
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