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Description
Recording Engineer, Producer: Fisticuffs
Recording Engineer: Christian Plata
Recording Engineer: Gregg Rominiecki
Recording Engineer: Jim Caruana
Recording Second Engineer: Casey Cuayo
Mixing Engineer: Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Second Engineer: Dave Nakaji
Mixing Second Engineer: Iván Jiménez
Composer Lyricist, Recordingarranger: Jhené Aiko
Recordingarranger: Swae Lee
Composer Lyricist: Brian Keith Warfield
Composer Lyricist: Maclean Robinson
Composer Lyricist: Khalif Brown
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah.
Love, heartbreak, the girl's drill.
And all that, bad bitches need someone to be good to.
Ayy. Nice things I've heard about you.
I wonder, she's not a pick me, pick me kinda girl.
Uh.
Ice out drink, can you be my beads?
I wonder, she see my face in her head just like a mural.
-Ayy.
-Oh, baby, I got a lot of love I wanna give, so come and get it.
Can't really see myself with no one else, not even kidding.
It's you that I think about. With no question, there's no doubt. I need you to tell me right now.
If you're pleased, it will be holding me down, down.
'Cause even bad bitches need forehead kisses like door every minute with you.
Yeah, even bad bitches can be real good women, baby, two things can be true.
Love, heartbreak, the girl's drill.
And all that, bad bitches need someone to be good to.
Yeah, baby girl, -it's you. -Nice things I've heard about you.
-Yeah, yeah.
-I wonder, she's not a pick me, pick me kinda girl.
Uh.
Ice out drink, can you be my beads?
I wonder, she see my face in her head just like a mural.
Ayy. Wednesday, she was leaving, my heart says turn around.
The homewrecking, she just does this for fun.
The home stretch until the end, I'll see you next time, whenever that is, whenever that is.
Tell me why me, baby? This is unappealing.
Took a nigga wife, I was never into stealing. Should've hit the fan, yeah, I should've hit the ceiling.
Caught you late night in your motherfuckin' feelings. Love, heartbreak, the girl's drill.
-No.
-And all that, bad bitches need someone to -be good to. -Yeah, baby girl, it's you.
-Nice things I've heard about you. -Yeah, yeah.
I wonder, she's not a pick me, pick me kinda girl.
Not a pick me, pick me kinda girl.
-Ice out drink, can you be my beads? -Beads, be my beads.
I wonder, she see my face in her head just like a mural.
Oh.
It never go on, it never go down, it never go bad.
But once it goes south, it usually never go back, never go back.