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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Khaid
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sulaimon Shekoni Solomon
Songwriter
SYDNEY SUNDAY EGERE
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andyr
Producer
Lyrics
Said I pull up in a Benz truck with a Lambo
She like, "Where the sun go?" I'm like, "Don't know"
She say she won't let go, I'm like, "Yes though"
Riding on a slo-mo, she like, "Whoa, whoa"
All I see is bad man, bad man
All I see is bad man, bad man
All I see is bad man, bad man, yo
Ain't no good man, just bad man
Came out with a spark, ayy, lighted up the dark
Mm, mm, many associations but I'm out
Mm, mm, I wouldn't let that bitch give me a house (no)
I just want my own little house, ayy
My rollie go bling bling
My rollie go bling bling
My rollie go bling bling
She said my rollie go bling bling
My rollie go bling bling
My rollie go bling bling
My rollie go bling bling
She said my rollie go bling bling
Mm, mm
They all want the fame
Yeah, I know they always gon' be back again for more
They all want the fame
I heard all the fans screaming my name
Said I pull up in a Benz truck with a Lambo
She like, "Where the sun go?" I'm like, "Don't know"
She say she won't let go, I'm like, "Yes though"
Riding on a slo-mo, she like, "Whoa, whoa"
All I see is bad man, bad man
All I see is bad man, bad man
All I see is bad man, bad man, ya
Ain't no good man, just bad man
Drip so high make you jealous
Riding so fast, I'm moving reckless
I don't wanna die with a dreadlock
Saving all this money for the next year
Saving, saving, saving, yeah
Don't you call me baby, whoa
I just want the Grammy, whoa
I just want the money, whoa
I don't want no nakedness
I just want the Grammy, whoa
I don't want no nakedness
I just want the Grammy, whoa
My rollie go bling bling
My rollie go bling bling
My rollie go bling bling
She said my rollie go bling bling
They all want the fame
Yeah, I know they always gon' be back again for more
They all want the fame
I heard all the fans screaming my name
Said I pull up in a Benz truck with a Lambo
She like, "Where the sun go?" I'm like, "Don't know"
She say she won't let go, I'm like, "Yes though"
Riding on a slo-mo, she like, "Whoa, whoa"
All I see is bad man, bad man
All I see is bad man, bad man
All I see is bad man, bad man, ya
Ain't no good man, just bad man
Writer(s): Sulaimon Shekoni Solomon, Sydney Sunday Egere
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