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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ebony Riley
Ebony Riley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ebony Riley
Ebony Riley
Songwriter
Darius Coleman
Darius Coleman
Songwriter
Jadah Blue
Jadah Blue
Songwriter
Kameron Cole
Kameron Cole
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hollywood Cole
Hollywood Cole
Producer
J. Que
J. Que
Vocal Producer
Rafa Alvarez
Rafa Alvarez
Recording Engineer
Sedrick Moore II
Sedrick Moore II
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Niggas be talkin' that love shit First they be on, then they be off it Runnin' them lines like a faucet Sayin' you was but, you wasn't Why the hell I let you taste it I can't get back what I wasted You got that one Promise you was one and done You had me gassed for a little bit For a little bit boy I made my bed, gotta lay in it Gotta lay in it now Can't say what I shoulda, coulda, woulda did Too late for the coulda been 'Cause the damage is done, and my trust is already gone Got me screamin' fuck love, fuck dudes I got nothin' left to lose I'ma bounce right back I ain't mad but, it's still fuck you Got me screamin' fuck love, fuck dudes I got nothin' left to lose I'ma bounce right back I ain't mad but, it's still fuck you Tell a nigga deuce deuce Smile on my face but, it's still heavy on the fuck you (Yeah, yeah) You got me messed up, nigga Driving my whip, brought my shit back on E DMing bitches, they send me receipts Took me for granted, must thought it was sweet (Damn) You had me gassed for a little bit For a little bit boy I made my bed, gotta lay in it Gotta lay in it now Can't say what I shoulda, coulda, woulda did Too late for the coulda been 'Cause the damage is done, and my trust is already gone Got me screamin' fuck love, fuck dudes I got nothin' left to lose I'ma bounce right back I ain't mad but, it's still fuck you Got me screamin' fuck love, fuck dudes I got nothin' left to lose I'ma bounce right back I ain't mad but, it's still fuck you Tell a nigga deuce deuce Smile on my face but, it's still heavy on the fuck you Tell a nigga deuce deuce Smile on my face but, it's still heavy on the fuck you Hello? No, why the fuck I'd had blocked you ass, nigga? Oh, he was ridin' in my motherfuckin' car with another bitch I ain't trippin', no I'm just about to pull up in the media though Yeah, I'll meet you, baby
Writer(s): Unknown Unknown, Kameron Cole, Riley Montana, Darrius Coleman, Ebony Riley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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