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Description
Composer Lyricist, Producer: Max Martin
Composer Lyricist, Producer: Shellback
Composer Lyricist: Taylor Swift
Composer Lyricist: Ed Sheeran
Composer Lyricist: Nayvadius Wilburn
Lyrics and translation
Original
I wanna be your end game. I wanna be your first string.
I wanna be your A-team.
I wanna be your end game, end game. Big reputation, big reputation.
Ooh, you and me, we got big reputations. Ah, and you heard about me.
Ooh, I got some big enemies. Big reputation, big reputation.
Ooh, you and me would be a big conversation. Ah, and I heard about you.
Ooh, you like the -bad ones too? -You so dope, don't overdose.
I'm so stoked, I need a toast. We do the most, I'm in the ghost like I'm whipping a boat.
I got a reputation, girl, that don't precede me.
I'm one call away, whenever you need me. Yeah, I'm on the G5, coming to the A-side.
I got a bad boy persona, that's what they like. You love it, I love it too, 'cause you my type.
You hold me -down and I protect you with my life. -I don't wanna touch you.
I don't wanna be just another ex-love you don't wanna see. I don't wanna miss you.
-I don't wanna miss you. -Like the other girls do.
I don't wanna hurt you.
I just wanna be drinking on the beach with you all over -me. I know what they all say. -I know what they all say.
But I ain't tryna play. I wanna be your end game.
End game! I wanna be your first string. First string. I wanna be your A-team.
A-team. I wanna be your end game, end game.
Knew it when I was young, we connected when we were a little bit older.
Both sprung, I got issues and chips on both of my shoulders.
Reputation precedes me, in rumors I'm knee-deep. The truth is it's easier to ignore it, believe me.
Even when we'd argue, we'd argue for long.
And you understand the good and bad end up in a song. For all your beautiful traits and the way you do it with ease.
For all my flaws, paranoia, and insecurities.
I've made mistakes and made some choices, that's hard to deny. After the storm, something was born on the fourth of July.
I passed days with a purpose, end game is the one.
With four words on the tip of my -tongue I'll never say. -I don't wanna touch you.
I don't wanna be just another ex-love you don't wanna see. I don't wanna miss you.
-I don't wanna miss you. -Like the other girls do.
I don't wanna hurt you. I just wanna be drinking on the beach with you all over me.
I know what they all say, yeah, but I ain't tryna play. I wanna be your end game. End game!
I wanna be your first string. Wanna be your first string. I wanna be your A-team. A-team.
I wanna be your end game, end game. Big reputation, big reputation.
Ooh, you and me, we got big reputations. Ah, and you heard about me.
Ooh, I got some big enemies. Big reputation, big reputation.
Ooh, you and me would be a big conversation. Ah, and I heard about you. Ooh, you like the bad ones too?
I hit you like bang. We tried to forget it, but we just couldn't.
And I bury hatchets, but I keep maps of where I put 'em. Reputation precedes me, they told you I'm crazy.
I swear I don't love the drama, it loves me.
And I can't let you go, your handprints on my soul. It's like your eyes are liquor, it's like your body is gold.
You've been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks, so here's the truth from my red lips. I wanna be your end game. End game! I wanna be your first string.
First -string. I wanna be your A-team. -Be your A-team.
I wanna be your end game, end game. I wanna be your end game. Oh, I do!
I wanna be your first string. First string. I wanna be your A-team. A-team.
I wanna be your end game, end game.