Lyrics : Belcalis Almanzar/Philip Constable/Roosevelt Jean/Javaan Durrell Anderson/Melissa “Lizzo” Jefferson/Ricky Reed/Duwayne Mills/Lewis Shoates/Hadar Adora/Linda Perry
Music : Belcalis Almanzar/Philip Constable/Roosevelt Jean/Javaan Durrell Anderson/Melissa “Lizzo” Jefferson/Ricky Reed/Duwayne Mills/Lewis Shoates/Hadar Adora/Linda Perry
Producer : Philip “DJ Hardwerk” Constable
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah
I said, "Hey
What's going on?"
Aye
What? (Hol' up)
Look
  
What's goin' on? He stopped callin' (Callin')
Wasn't wakin' up to me in the mornin' (The mornin')
No vacay, shit got borin' (Huh)
How you treat a bitch like me normal? (What?)
Ain't goin', I was gettin' impatient (Patient)
He draggin', I ain't racin'
He stopped sharin' his location
I wonder why he got short conversations (Huh)
What happened? We not laughin' (Not laughin')
Stopped grabbin' my ass when he passin' (Passin')
Wasn't mentally there, just actin' (Just actin')
Anniversary gifts started lackin' (Lackin')
What's goin' on? I ain't never knew you (Knew you)
Didn't think about givin' up too soon (Too soon)
When I open my mouth, it's truthful
**** wasn't eatin' this pussy like he used to
  
And I said, "Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah"
I said, "Hey
I told his ass be careful with me, huh
What's going on?"
I guess he thought I wouldn't practice what I preach, huh?
And I said, "Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh
Hey, yeah, yeah"
Yeah, yeah
I said, "Hey
I let shit slide so many times that he got comfortable
What's going on?"
Shit almost tore a bitch down, see, that's what love could do
  
Seems like every day, a new lie (Right)
You **** anything with two eyes (Facts)
How can you treat me like I ain't shit? (How?)
****, on our wedding day, you cried (You cried)
You wrote down some beautiful vows (And then)
Gave my first beautiful child (And then)
Told me you was quiet for all of these hoes
And come to find out you the one loud (Huh?)
Still, I stay (Stay)
I don't regret it (–Gret it)
Still ain't cheat (No)
I ain't get credit (Huh?)
Told my truth (What?)
And I ain't hit edit
I stood on shit like, "Yeah, I said it" (I said it)
You don't like that I moved on and I hate that for you (Hate that for you)
Tellin' yourself that I ain't that loyal (I ain't that loyal)
Findin' a **** that loved me more than you did
Is what I call payback for you, for real
  
And I said, "Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah"
I said, "Hey
I told his ass be careful with me, huh
What's going on?"
I guess he thought I wouldn't practice what I preach, huh?
And I said, "Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh
Hey, yeah, yeah"
Yeah, yeah
I said, "Hey
I let shit slide so many times that he got comfortable
What's going on?" (Yeah)
Shit almost tore a bitch down, see, that's what love could do
  
I can feel it in the air when I step outside
I listen to my heart and it don't feel right
Got me feeling just a little peculiar
Uh-huh
Yeah, I told you I would put up with you one last time
But then you did too much and you crossed that line
Now I scream from the top of my lungs, "The **** is going on?"
  
And I said, "Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah" (Hey, yeah, yeah)
I said, "Hey
I told his ass be careful with me, huh
What's going on?"
I guess he thought I wouldn't practice what I preach, huh?
And I said, "Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh
Hey, yeah, yeah"
Yeah, yeah
I said, "Hey
I let shit slide so many times that he got comfortable
The **** is going on?" (Yeah)
Shit almost tore a bitch down, see, that's what love could do (What's going on?)
  
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (What's going on?)
Hey, yeah, yeah (What's going wrong?)
I said, "Hey, what's going on?"
Supervisor : Darrale Jones/Jonathan “Brooklyn Johnny” Descartes
Recording : Evan LaRay
Mastering Engineer : Colin Leonard
Vocals : Cardi B
Additional Production : Ricky Reed
Mixing Engineer : Leslie Brathwaite