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SZA
Zang
Kendrick Lamar
Zang
Johnny May
Strijkinstrumenten
COMPOSITIE EN SONGTEKST
Kendrick Lamar
Songwriter
Anthony Jermaine White
Songwriter
Michael Uzowuru
Songwriter
Robert DeBarge
Songwriter
Greg Williams
Songwriter
Solána Rowe
Songwriter
PRODUCTIE EN TECHNIEK
J. White Did It
Producent
Hector Castro
Opname-ingenieur
Tommy Turner
Technisch assistent
Dale Becker
Mastering engineer
Michael Uzowuru
Producent
Noah McCorkle
Assistent mastering engineer
Adam Burt
Assistent mastering engineer
Sean Matsukawa
Mixtechnicus
Ray Charles Brown Jr.
Mixtechnicus
Caleb Laven
Mixtechnicus
Şarkı sözleri
[Intro]
I used to think about immature things
You know, like
Do you love me? Do you want me?
Are you gon' call me like you said you would?
Is this really your real phone number?
[Chorus]
Some of y'all gon' get washed (Washed)
Some of y'all just gon' pop shit
Some of y'all just gon' talk (Talk)
But none of y'all ain't really 'bout shit
Some of y'all just look lost (Lost, yeah)
I get this type of feeling you ain't accustomed to
I swear I'd be at peace if it weren't for you
Yeah, yeah
Only want your love if it's solid
But if it's fuck me, then fuck you (Huh)
And that's the way I like it
That's the way I like it
And that's the way I like it
Ain't crackin' a smile for none of these bitches
That's the way I like it
I'm wipin' 'em down in front of they ****
That's the way I like it
I'm thirty for thirty, I'm thirty for thirty, I'm thirty for thirty, I'm thirty for thirty, I'm
[PostChorus]
Chat
Should I fold that bitch, no yoga mat?
Chat
Should I dead that ****? Don't hit me back
Chat
Should've ran down on you, no questions asked
Chat, chat, they chattin', they chat
[Verse 1]
When the sun go down, everything make me feel lonely, yeah
Had a little side thing, but right now, he's just the homie
Tryna feel good inside, he never wanna hold me
Hype me up, you get me hyped, you my favorite coach, come press the line
Fucking stress off, that's my only vice
I take it off when he tell me if I'm feelin' fine
I run it up, risk it all like I'm rolling dice
Takin' it all, it's my second life
That's me (That's me)
Passed out in a **** backseat (Backseat)
Crashed out on a black-sand beach (Uh)
Already know my body
Already know that's me
Bitch shit, then you might get minked
Mink, mink, mink
Only want the love if it's solid
[Chorus]
Some of y'all gon' get washed (Washed)
Some of y'all just gon' pop shit
Some of y'all just gon' talk (Talk)
But none of y'all ain't really 'bout shit
Some of y'all just look lost
I get this type of feeling you ain't accustomed to
I swear I'd be at peace if it weren't for you
Yeah, yeah
Only want your love if it's solid
But if it's fuck me, then fuck you (Huh)
And that's the way I like it
[Verse 2]
Everything been otay (Otay)
They salute me so damn much, every time I show up, **** about-face
Everything no cut, I fuck y'all up, I'm really gon' trip 'bout bae (Mm-mm)
Blow the '87 guts, why they waitin' on us? Tell 'em I was on PCH
You fuckin' with **** that's thinkin' they cuter than you, oh
Say you on your cycle, but he on his period too, oh
The tables been turnin' so much, I was thinkin' it's foosball
The tenderness of 'em, mistakin' 'em for some wagyu, oh
Walk, talk like Kenny, like boss
Like Solána, I promise, more buzz, it's a wasp
It's a crater or a spaceship, shut the fuck up, get lost
No favors, I'll wager whatever you worth, I ball
Somethin' about a conservative, regular girl that still can beat a bitch ass
Thorough as fuck, don't need your bitch ass
Psychic as fuck, can read your bitch ass
Zodiac sign, it must be a Gemini moon 'cause, shit, we about to go half
Mistakenly, nobody been in they bag, but how many bodies done been in her bed?
[Chorus]
Some of y'all gon' get washed (Washed)
Some of y'all just gon' pop shit
Some of y'all just gon' talk (Talk)
But none of y'all ain't really got shit
Some of y'all just look lost (Lost, yeah)
I get this type of feeling you ain't accustomed to
I swear I'd be at peace if it weren't for you
Yeah, yeah
Only want your love if it's solid
But if it's fuck me, then fuck you (Huh)
And that's the way I like it
That's the way I like it
That's the way I like it
Ain't crackin' a smile for none of these bitches
That's the way I like it
I'm wipin' 'em down in front of they ****
That's the way I like it
I'm thirty for thirty, I'm thirty for thirty, I'm thirty for thirty, I'm thirty for thirty, I'm
[PostChorus]
Chat
Should I fold that bitch, no yoga mat?
Chat
Should I dead that ****, no strings attached?
Chat
Should've ran down on you, no questions asked
Chat, they chattin', they chattin', they chat
[Outro]
Chat
Do I let him bump his gums or get him whacked?
Chat
Do I take his head off and wear it for fashion?
Chat
Do I do my stuff and take it to the max?
Chat, they chattin', they chattin', they chat
Written by: Anthony Jermaine White, Gregory Williams, Kendrick Lamar, Michael Uzowuru, Robert DeBarge, SZA