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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Metro Boomin
Programming
The Weeknd
Performer
21 Savage
Performer
Daheala
Keyboards
johan lenox
Strings
Peter Lee Johnson
Strings
OG Ron C
Remixer
DJ Candlestick
Remixer
Travis Scott
Background Vocals
Mario Winans
Background Vocals
Marza Wilks
Cello
Yasmeen Al-Mazeedi
Violin
Camille Miller
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mario Winans
Songwriter
Chauncey Lamont Hawkins
Songwriter
Erick Sermon
Songwriter
Parish "PMD" Smith
Songwriter
Roma Ryan
Songwriter
Nicky Ryan
Songwriter
Eith Ni-Bhraonain
Songwriter
Michael Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Producer
Daheala
Producer
johan lenox
Additional Producer
Peter Lee Johnson
Additional Producer
OG Ron C
Studio Personnel
DJ Candlestick
Studio Personnel
Shin Kamiyama
Recording Engineer
Isaiah “ibmixing” Brown
Recording Engineer
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Oooh,
Just can't believe this man
(Metro Boomin want some more --)
Somebody said they saw you
The person you were kissing wasn't me
And I would never ask you, I just kept it to myself
I don't wanna know, if you're playing me
Keep it on the low
Cause my heart can't take it anymore
And if you creeping, please don't let it show
Oh baby, I don't wanna know
I think about it when I hold you
When looking in your eyes, I can't believe
And I don't need to know the truth
But baby keep it to yourself
I don't wanna know, if you're playing me
Keep it on the low
Cause my heart can't take it anymore
And if you creeping, please don't let it show
Oh baby, I don't wanna know
Did he touch you better than me? (touch you better than me?)
Did he watch you fall asleep (watch you fall asleep?)
Did you show him all those things that you used to do to me?
If you're better off that way (better off that way)
Baby all that I can say (all that I can say)
If you're gonna do your thing, then don't come back to me
Ooh
Woah, woah, woah
21
Had me crushing, I was cuffing like the precinct
How you go from housewife to a sneaky link
Got you ridin round in all types of benz's and rovers
Girl you used to ride in a rinky dink
I'm the one put you in Eliante (on God)
Fashion Nova model, I put you on the runway (on God)
You was rocking coach bags, got you chanaynay
Side --in frisco, I call her my bae bae (21)
I got a girl but I still feel alone
If you playing me that mean my home aint home
Having nightmares of going through your phone (21)
Can't even record you got me out my zone
I don't wanna know, if you're playing me
Keep it on the low
Cause my heart can't take it anymore
And if you creeping, please don't let it show
Oh baby
I don't wanna know, if you're playing me
Keep it on the low
Cause my heart can't take it anymore
And if you creeping, please don't let it show
Oh baby I don't wanna know
If you creeping just don't let me find out (on God)
Get a hotel never bring him to the house (on God)
If you're better off that way (better off that way)
Baby all that I can say (all that I can say)
If you're gonna do your thing, then don't come back to me
Writer(s): Ethne Patric Brennan, Nicholas Domini Ryan, Roma Ryan, Michael Jones, Mario Winans, Erick Sermon, Chauncey Hawkins, Parrish Smith
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