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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Vocals
Aaron Paris
Violin
Bizness Boi
Keyboards
Christopher Bivins
Keyboards
OG Parker
Keyboards
layla faith
Speaker
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
Lyrics
Andre Carnell Robertson
Composer
Joshua Parker
Composer
Christopher Bivins
Composer
Aaron Paris
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bizness Boi
Producer
OG Parker
Producer
Buddafly Wolf
Producer
Alex Lustig
Additional Producer
Noah "40" Shebib
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Christopher Bivins
Producer
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Harrison Holmes
Assistant Mastering Engineer
OUPSiNG
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Prep Bijan
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Cheers when we drink, oh yeah
Cheers when we drunk, oh yeah
Cheers make me numb, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah
Love hangin' out, oh yeah
Hate hangin' up (oh), whoa
Don't say it (say it, ooh) until you mean it (yeah)
Watch, I'll run through a quarter milli' with ya, baby (baby)
We hit the strip club, we goin' crazy (yeah)
I'ma talk to you nice, I'ma treat you like a lady (yeah)
'Fore we get in the car (yeah, woo), I'm pullin' on yo' lace wig while you give me top (top)
Don't stop, oh girl, it's so much fun with ya (regular)
Your love when whatever, it's whatever when you need it (period)
Like signin' off, I'll be your little secret, I'm never too far
Pushin' the bar (the bar), twice as far (as far)
When I'm what you need (need), you ain't gotta work as hard
It won't take much to make you mine, but for now, I'm sayin' (yeah)
Lets cheers when we drink (yeah), oh yeah
Cheers when we drunk (yeah), oh yeah
Cheers make me numb (cheers), oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Love hangin' out (love), oh yeah
Hate hangin' up (hate hangin' up), whoa
Don't say it (say it) until you mean it (yeah)
Let's take another shot, then we out of the party
Let's take it up the block, I ain't gon' tell nobody
What we doin', where we goin', what type timin' that we on tonight
Let's take a trip, a trip to Italy (yeah)
Buss down that watch and now you're kissin' me
Talk 'bout my past, I ain't even wanna talk 'bout that last (yeah)
Tamia, Tamia, officially missin' me
She feel like Beyoncé when she wear Tiffany
I don't even wanna talk 'bout the past (whoa-whoa)
I wanna talk 'bout the times that's gon' forever last, I'm sayin'
Cheers when we drink (yeah, yeah), oh yeah
Cheers when we drunk (yeah), oh yeah
Cheers made me numb (cheers), oh yeah
(Come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah) oh yeah, oh yeah
Love hangin' out (love), oh yeah
Hate hangin' up (ayy), whoa
Don't say it (say it) until you mean it (yeah)
Do I look stupid to you? That was so rude (look, look, look, baby)
You should be embarrassed, you should be embarrassed (that bitch was just lookin' at me)
(And that's it, it don't mean nothin') I watched her, I watched her, I just watched her walk to you
What's goin' on? (I don't even know her)
You're trippin', you got me messed up for real
You don't want me to embarrass you in here (look, she off, she offered me a drink)
(And that's all that happened, that's all that happened) nah, it's cool, it's whatever
I'm out, I'm out, I'm done (she came, and she leaned into me)
She was just offerin' me a drink, that's it, I promise to God (yeah, okay)
We'll see (I do not know her), listen, it's over, drop it
Writer(s): Noah James Shebib, Andre Carnell Robertson, Joshua Parker, Alexander Lustig, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite, Christopher Bivins
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