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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doja Cat
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Songwriter
David Sprecher
Songwriter
Carter Lang
Songwriter
Jasper Harris
Songwriter
Jared Solomon
Songwriter
Kevin Yancey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yeti Beats
Producer
Carter Lang
Co-Producer
Jasper Harris
Co-Producer
Jared Solomon
Co-Producer
Rian Lewis
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Neil Engle
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Yancey
Co-Producer
Lyrics
I say, "Okay, okay, loser" (okay, loser)
We go way, way back, I won't say, "Okay, boomer" (yeah, yeah)
Ain't shit sweet, I brush my teeth but still my tooth hurt (still my tooth hurt, hey, hey)
You cannot come to the cookout, get your hand up out the cooler (cooler, bitch)
She was in my seat, I had to scooch her (I had to scooch her, I had to)
She was at her knees, I had to boot her (I had to boot her)
She just left the team like we ain't knew her (like we ain't knew her, bitch)
She just left the team like, okay, loser (yeah, yeah) okay, loser
I ain't all on my lonesome, they want me to loan some
I made a fortune, they can't let that go none
I'm doin' so much, that cost a shoulder
I don't blow it all on a VVS boulder
I put the verse in the 'ace
I put the grr in they top teeth
Rock on my hand make The Rock wanna rock me
Flock to the stands, 'cause my opp always watchin' (yeah, ay, ay, ay)
I say, "Okay, okay, loser" (okay, loser)
We go way, way back, I won't say, "Okay, boomer" (yeah, yeah)
Ain't shit sweet, I brush my teeth but still my tooth hurt (still my tooth hurt, hey, hey)
You cannot come to the cookout, get your hand up out the cooler (cooler, bitch)
She was in my seat, I had to scooch her (I had to scooch her, I had to)
She was at her knees, I had to boot her (I had to boot her)
She just left the team like we ain't knew her (like we ain't knew her, bitch)
She just left the team like, okay, loser, okay, loser
And I said, "Loser, loser, loser"
Why the f-, always comin' out the woodwork?
Don't know why she mad, 'cause ain't nothin' I did to her
She just out here plottin' on my, I call her Stewart
She the lowest, she so down and out, I'll sue her
Grow the up, act your age, you immature
Maybe one day, you gon' create some allure
Maybe one day, you'll be great and go on tour
Like me, hey, okay, okay, loser (okay, loser)
We go way, way back, I won't say, "Okay, boomer" (okay, okay)
Ain't shit sweet, I brush my teeth but still my tooth hurt (still my tooth hurt, hey, hey)
You cannot come to the cookout, get your hand up out the cooler (cooler, bitch)
She was in my seat I had to scooch her (I had to scooch her, I had to)
She was at her knees, I had to boot her (I had to boot her)
She just left the team like we ain't knew her (like we ain't knew her, bit)
She just left the team like, okay, loser, okay, loser, hey
Okay, okay (loser), gon' leave me alone
Okay, okay (loser), you need me, I know
Okay, okay (loser), ain't givin' you none
Okay, okay (loser), gon' leave me alone
Okay, okay (loser), gon' leave me alone
Okay, okay (loser), you need me, I know
Ain't givin' you none, none
Writer(s): Amala Zandile Dlamini, David Sprecher, Jasper Harris, Jared Solomon, Carter Lang, Kevo Kevo
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