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Got It Bad (feat. GOON DES GARCONS* & Landstrip Chip)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Burris
Brandon Burris
Songwriter
Jordan Holt-May
Jordan Holt-May
Songwriter
Mark James Selim
Mark James Selim
Songwriter
Maxime Morin
Maxime Morin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
S3LIM
S3LIM
Producer

Lyrics

She want it all right, want it all right If it ain't money, then she off that She don't have fun, less she got a bag I can never run, I just got it bad She just got a Tesla, made it off the streets All the way we kissin' in the backseat She might let you drive it, gotta show you sweet She pretty in a picture, pornstar on the screen Okay Big money, baby, I spend it all Rain dance for me, I make it fall I just sent my pilot, gotta show them all I'll fly you out, private, love to show you off Lost today, you don't even know if you got a way I don't really love when it's all the same You even know that you got it babe She want it all right, want it all right If it ain't money, then she off that She don't have fun, less she got a bag I can never run, I just got it bad I just got a bag, I just got a bag I spent 13K on Neiman's, nigga, I just pop tags Givenchy down, I'm like, fuck the tab I'm just livin' fast, spendin' and gettin' it back I don't need no fuckin' price check, I just swipe yeah I spent 20K on Michael Mears and wear em once, don't take me serious You ain't talkin' bout no money, I ain't even tryna hear it Count hundreds like I'm furious Only time I stop is she on her period Fuck the price, I ain't have no rubber I took her to 7-Eleven, I ain't even wanna roll the dice Booked a flight, landed 7:11, these hoes ain't none of my type These niggas ain't none of my guys You ain't gon' ride for yours like I ride for mines, no Walkin' out the bank, now my pocket's swole On the way to see the jeweler, nigga, my neck wrist on full Told the bitch, meet me in Hawaii, she ain't got a pack no clothes I'ma send her back if she don't fuck, cause I got my next bitch on go She want it all right, want it all right If it ain't money, then she off that She don't have fun, less she got a bag I can never run, I just got it bad
Writer(s): Brandon Burris, Jordan Holt-may, Mark James Selim, Maxime Morin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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