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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jax Jones
Guitar
RAYE
Vocals
Aaron Williams
Guitar
Janee 'Jin Jin' Bennett
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timucin Aluo
Songwriter
Rachel Keen
Songwriter
Walter Merziger
Songwriter
Arno Kammermeier
Songwriter
Phil D. Young
Songwriter
Uzoechi Emenike
Songwriter
Peter Hayo
Songwriter
Janee Bennett
Songwriter
Jax Jones
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jax Jones
Producer
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
I am not your homie, not your ho-
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me like you know me, na-na, yeah
You don't know me
What you, what you gon' do?
Oh, yeah, time is money so don't fuck with mine
See I'm out with my girls, I'ma have a good time
Step back with your chit-chat, killin' my vibe
Oh, oh, whoa, oh, ah
See, I can't get too much of a good thing, hmm
S'why me a dressed up in the finest things, whoa
Please hold your tongue, don't say a damn thing, hmm
See your iPhone camera flashin'
Please step back, it's my style you're crampin'
"You here for long?" "Oh no, I'm just passin'"
"Do you wanna drink?" "Nah, thanks for askin'"
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
I am not your homie, not your ho-
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
You don't know me, fuck yeah
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
I am not your homie, not your ho-
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
You don't know me, fuck yeah
I mean, we could throw shapes together
But it doesn't mean you're in my circle, yeah
Cruise through life and I'm feelin' on track
If you can't keep up, then you better fall back, uh
'Cause money look better when I see it all stacked up
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
See, I can't get too much of a good thing, hmm
S'why me a dressed up in the finest things, whoa
Please hold your tongue, don't say a damn thing, hmm
See your iPhone camera flashin'
Please step back, it's my style you're crampin'
"You here for long?" "Oh no, I'm just passin'"
"Do you wanna drink?" "Nah, thanks for askin'"
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
I am not your homie, not your ho-
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
You don't know me, fuck yeah
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
I am not your homie, not your ho-
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
You don't know me, fuck yeah
Come 'round here, just know though
Won't get what you want, what you want, what you want, want
Tell you what you don't know
I get what I want, what I want, what I want, want
See your iPhone camera flashin'
Please step back, it's my style you're crampin'
"You here for long?" "Oh no, I'm just passin'"
"Do you wanna drink?" "Nah, thanks for askin'"
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
I am not your homie, not your ho-
Ooh, na-na, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-na, yeah
You don't know me, fuck yeah
You don't know me, fuck yeah
Writer(s): Rachel Agatha Keen, Dj Pat Bo, Peter Hayo, Phil D. Young, Walter Merziger, Arno Kammermeier, Uzoechi Osisioma Emenike, Timucin Fabian Kwong Wah Aluo, Janee Millicent Lucy Bennett
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