BADGRRRL

BADGRRRL
Information
Released	Feb. 28, 2025
Album(s)	Alter Ego
Length	2:12
Credits
Artist(s)	Lisa
Label	LLOUD • RCA
Writer(s)	Lisa, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, Nathan Andrew Chen, Philip Andre Mueller, Kobe Hood
Composer(s)	Lisa, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, Nathan Andrew Chen, Philip Andre Mueller, Kobe Hood
Song Chronology
◄ Previous	"When I'm With You (feat. TYLA)"
Next ►	"Lifestyle"

BADGRRRL is a song recorded by Lisa. It is the tenth track from her first studio album Alter Ego.

Composition

TBA

Lyrics

And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Yeah, uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (What?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (What?) And it go I just spilled my drink all on his Mowalola Everybody blowin' up my Motorola (Uh) With five bad girls in the Honda Civic (Honda Civic) Feels like a Lambo from the way I whip it (Whip, it, whip it) I don't plan on doin' nothin' cool tonight (I don't, I don't) I'm just tryna make my way to you tonight (Yeah) Yeah, I'm in a rush, I'm runnin' through the light Yeah, I'm in a rush, rush, rush Meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot It feels fun when I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady Baby, meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot It feels fun when I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Yeah, uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (What?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (What?) Wakin' up to bruises I don't know how I got How much did I blow last night? I'm guеssin' a lot This feel like the 'Rari, drop the top in thе rain Leave the party lookin' different than how I came Don't text me, I might come over You might get a four-leaf clover See the life flash through the backseat I don't feel like pullin' over I don't plan on doin' nothin' cool tonight (I don't, I don't) I'm just tryna make my way to you tonight Meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot It feels fun when I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady Baby, meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot It feels fun when I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Yeah, uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (What?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (What?) And it go

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