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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tink
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trinity Home
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hitmaka
Producer
Bizness Boi
Producer
Oh Gosh Leotus
Producer
Derelle Rideout
Producer
Jesse Jazz
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Usually, I wouldn't give a damn
On and off every single year
Back and forth just to sex me good
I would leave only if I could
Lying in my group chat 'bout us, can't deny no rumors 'bout us
They don't know what love could do, crazy I'm still fucking you
After all the things I said that we were going through
I hate it here but I still pull up when you want me to
[Chorus]
Tuesday, you with me
Boy, make it make sense
Thursdays, I catch him
With some random ass bitch
Fridays, we sneaking
Boy, make it make sense
You say you love me
But it don't make sense
[Bridge]
So, you mean to tell me
You saw me, liked me, wanted me, chased me, got me, and then you fumbled me?
What?
[Refrain]
You say you love me
But it don't make sense
[Verse 2]
Tell me what I want to hear
Turn around and disappear
Feel like I ain't wanted here
But I like how you touch me, so I'll be back around for sure
5:00 AM, boy, let's pretend we more than friends
Block me then request me, now it's up again
You trying to keep this on the low
Like I ain't have you begging me a week ago
[Chorus]
Tuesday, you with me
Boy, make it make sense
Thursdays, I catch him
With some random ass bitch
Fridays, we sneaking
Boy, make it make sense
You say you love me
But it don't make sense
[Chorus]
Tuesday, you with me
Boy, make it make sense
Thursdays, I catch him
Some random ass bitch
Fridays, we sneaking
Boy, make it make sense
You say you love me
But it don't make sense
Written by: Andre Robertson, Christian Ward, Derelle De Sean Rideout, Loeren Davis Iii, Trinity Home