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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nascent
Performer
Childish Major
Performer
SAILORR
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Ruelas
Songwriter
Kayla Le
Songwriter
Markus Randle
Songwriter
Justin Zim
Songwriter
Karim Hutton
Songwriter
Ben Lusher
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nascent
Producer
Justin Zim
Producer
Kace
Producer
Ben Lusher
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah, she got that dog in her, might've barked up the wrong tree
Calm your ass down, I rode her back and made her tea
Expressing yourself, put tears on my T-shirt
Never interrupt the process, that's how it got worse
So I let her do her thing
When that check comes, screaming, "Money ain't a thing"
You ain't wifey, but your finger gon' bling
Give it time, give it sun, give it rain
Give it light, give it pain, give it everything, 'til she done
I use her card for gas and food runs
But you know I'll get you back as soon as I get the funds
You the one
Bitch, run me back my bread
I paid for all your rent
Bitch, run me back my bread
I made up your whole bed
I kept you so well fed, oh-oh
Oh, you need cash for incidentals
Stop playing with my feels like I ain't get the right credentials
Playing with my love like what we had wasn't as special
Can you blame me for the way I need to keep a little extra space
Runnin' up my Amex, taking out my checks and all my time and I need licks to get this shit up out my head
I made up your whole bed
I kept you so well-fed
Paid up all your rent
Run me back my bread
Run me back my bread
Take this as a last warning sign
'Til I get them on your head, oh-ooh
Bitch, run me back my bread
I paid for all your rent
Bitch, run me back my bread
I made up your whole bed
I kept you so well fed, oh-oh
Your favorite thing to say is I'm childish
Strong head, but you playin' dumb, wildin'
Shit that piss me off, that little sigh when it's silent
Runnin' round the crib, my lil' aggravated tyrant
If you really wanna end it, you'd pay to break the lease
We both in this bitch tenants
Back and forth, bendin', you got something you can lend me?
10 on pump 5, the CashApp still sendin'
The Wi-Fi off, we makin' noodles like we children but no tax write-off
When I get my taxes back, I got you back, that's law
How I'm supposed to know you got me if my feet don't fall?
How it's adding up to love? You count receipts and all
I count receipts and all 'cause you keep loving me like it comes seasonal
When I'ma need to get the rebate 'cause you let me fall
I don't need the cash but baby, I'ma charge it all
'Cause you're robbing me from all of my time
When I'ma hear some more, like
"I paid the rent, baby
I took care of you, baby
Played with other ladies
I put food on the table
And no, you not crazy, I really am lazy"
OK, for like, the third time this week, I told you
You saw that notice on the door, right?
You saw that notice on the door
You saw that notice on the door and you didn't tell me
That you didn't pitch in, or any, didn't-
You didn't even wanna help me with half the electricity, the gas, nothing
Man, yo f—
Alright, so this how I be lookin', this how I be lookin' at this shit, I mean
Your friends come through, they stay, they, they, you know what I'm sayin'?
They be all in the fridge (My friends, what the fuck they—)
They be in here cooking and shit like that
They be doing all that shit
They be here, long periods of time (Yeah, cooking for your ass)
You're still eating my groceries (Extend, ex, look it's t—)
You're eating my groceries like the way you be eating my ass that night, right? Right? Right? Right? (Extended period, extended periods of time)
Written by: Ben Lusher, Christopher Ruelas, Justin Zim, Karim Hutton, Kayla Le, Markus Randle