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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smino
Vocals
Ravyn Lenae
Vocals
Nathan Reyes
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Smith Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Groove
Producer
Nathan Foley
Producer
Monte Booker (Interlude)
Producer
Nathan Reyes
Producer
Elton Chueng
Assistant Recording Engineer
MixedbyAli
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Dep
Mastering Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Jeff “Jeff On The Boards” Thompson
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Ooh
(Body a burn up, a walking fire torch
Why you pretty so, Selassie alone know, man)
Stop playin' with me
Quit playin' with me
Did you mean it when you said that you were leavin'? Woah
Didn't believe it, didn't believe it, said that sh-, before
Shouldn't seen it when you-, hit that dope
I was tweetin' heebiejeebies, got to shakin' on the floor
Sorry (she shakin'), sorry (can't take it), sorry (aw, baby), sorry (ah, ah, ooh, baby)
Sorry (she shakin'), sorry (can't take it), sorry (heartbreakin'), sorry
On my way (my way)
Two hours later, on my way (my way)
Silver coupe, look like Kanye (Kanye)
Three thousand bitches, I'm André (André)
Oh, she said, "I'm ire" (ire)
Oh, you got your nerve
Off tequila, or wine, Tequan
She tryin' to kick it, Taekwondo, I'm
Applyin' the pressure, she mine, she mine
Oh, she mine, ay, ay
Walk down and look up, then got on (baby)
The tequila I'm off, I get stoned (oh)
If I don't get to it, then I starve (see)
All you do is bark, bark like Charles (you know)
I'm appalled, nah, knock a saw
Chains on, they want a chainsaw
Cut me off, off, massacre
But I don't know shit
Young black male, get them bales in by the envelopes, licks
Send a letter through the mailman, and it had said that she-
Sorry (she shakin'), sorry (can't take it), sorry (aw, baby), sorry (ah, ah, ooh, baby)
Sorry (she shakin'), sorry (can't take it), sorry (heartbreakin'), sorry
Well mi seh any dance yuh touch yuh know the party tun up
Body a burn up, a walking fire torch
Why you pretty so, Selassie alone know, man
Travel the world, and still a bawl for you hard
(Change up your position, change your position, girl)
(Change your position now, switch your position, girl)
Travel the world, and still a bawl for you hard
Oh girl, how you doin'? Take time I'm tryna show you
How far I woulda climbed to arrive at your door
How hard I woulda strike fi score di goal
You say you got to slide, yuh busy, mi know
But if ya take a ride, I promise you aguh like
Come wave them high, the natty anuh poppy show
And if you take a dive, I suppose, mek we know
The depth and the heights of the ocean
Hold on, baby, just a minute
Lemme tell you just how the natty feelin'
'Cause it seems like you need a new beginnin'
And it feels like you'll be changin' your positions for me
(Change up your position, change your position, girl)
Change up your position for me (sorry)
(Change your position now, switch your position, girl) sorry
Did you mean it when you said that you was leavin'? Woah
Didn't believe it, didn't believe it, you said that sh- before
Shouldn't seen it when you-, hit that dope
I was tweetin' heebiejeebies, got to shakin' on the floor (sorry)
Oh God, jeezam
Jah tek di whul a, beauty gi she one
It take a real queen like a you fi keep man
And is a goddess mi need, mi nuh need nuh, demon
Well, mi say
Southside, bro, I ain't never been over here bro
Pull over right here, bro
Bro talkin' about he seen their car
What's the-what's the odds of that shit? You know what I'm sayin like?
Ah, shit, he tweakin'
Ay, bruh, turn the radio down, lemme call him real quick
Well, you know why I was tweakin'
Nah, she tweakin'
We tweakin', yo, ayy
Ah, hell nah
We been drivin' for days, I'm tired
I gotta work at 6 a.m., ****, where are we goin'?
It's hot as hell and Tisha charged me $80 for this hair
What, your A.C. don't work?
Shit, my baby daddy been callin' me all day
Here he go again, hello? Hello?
Fuck, ain't this a Tesla?
Well, let me get the WiFi then, Smi-lon Musk
Ooh, shit, you always singin' ass, Justin Timberlake-ass ****, ain't you?
Smooth, baby, smooth, I like that
But, why don't you play me somethin' smooth?
Play me somethin' smooth
My head hurt from all that bass
Written by: Ahmanti Booker, Benjamin Tolbert, Christopher Smith, Christopher Smith Jr., Jamar McNaughton, Nathan Foley, Nathan Reyes, Ravyn Washington