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SAD ONE
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Hip-Hop/Rap
SAD ONE was released on October 30, 2020 by Republic Records as a part of the album WAY OF Vol. 2
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Release DateOctober 30, 2020
LabelRepublic Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Day Lee
Day Lee
Vocals
Richard Adlam
Richard Adlam
Programming, Percussion
Rob Harris
Rob Harris
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Adlam
Richard Adlam
Songwriter
Betino Vera
Betino Vera
Songwriter
David Miguel Tiburcio
David Miguel Tiburcio
Songwriter
Hal Ritson
Hal Ritson
Songwriter
Luis Bello
Luis Bello
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Tino
DJ Tino
Producer
Rubi Rosa
Rubi Rosa
Co-Producer
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo, TINO, you bodied this)
I cannot fuck with her vibe, she give me a bad one
When she be getting me high, I turn to a sad one
She be getting me high
[Instrumental]
I cannot fuck with her vibe, she give me a bad one
When she be getting me high, I turn to a sad one
I took her out on a flight, but that didn’t matter
But you know she a star, I took her to Saturn
I put that Hermès up on her bag, no
She don't gotta pay, don't look at tags, no
In bed, I be breaking on her back, no
She gon' spread them legs up on the mattress
[Verse 1]
We tried but I left my ex and watched her decline
Rewind, shorty hit me up, she tryna be mine
I can't fuck with one, so I hit that lil' bitch with the peace sign
When I get that bag she gon' be passing through the east side
Pull up when she say come through, I go fast
Doing shit that she love to, we smoke gas
She gon' head upstairs to the room and throw ass
Balcony, we see through the view with no glass
I can't fuck with her, she been an actress, mama
Only came through to get some action, mama
But when we in the room she doing back flips, mama
And when we all alone she don't need practice, mama
[Chorus]
I cannot fuck with her vibe, she give me a bad one
When she be getting me high, I turn to a sad one
I took her out on a flight, but that didn’t matter
But you know she a star, I took her to Saturn
I put that Hermès up on her bag, no
She don't gotta pay, don't look at tags, no
In bed, I be breaking on her back, no
She gon' spread them legs up on the mattress
[Verse 2]
I got one, I got two, I got three, I got, huh
I got four, I got five, I got six, huh, huh
I got sticks, I got grips, I hit licks, huh, huh
We gon' shoot, we won't miss, we won't miss, huh, huh
I'm gon' drop the top on you
We gon' spin the block on you
And I got a Glock on you
40 came wit' a shot on you
Green beams, lean dreams, huh
She went for the kill, I left a crime scene
I ain't leave a witness on the crime scene
Try to steal my heart, swiper, no swiping
Said my diamonds blinding like the lightning
I just need that pack, pass me that light, please
[Bridge]
You pulled up on demand
She didn't know I'm the man
I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm the man, no
Way too loud, pop a Xan
You pull up, she knew I'm the man
I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm the man, huh, wait
[Chorus]
I cannot fuck with her vibe, she give me a bad one
When she be getting me high, I turn to a sad one
I took her out on a flight, but that didn’t matter
But you know she a star, I took her to Saturn
I put that Hermès up on her bag, no
She don't gotta pay, don't look at tags, no
In bed, I be breaking on her back, no
She gon' spread them legs up on the mattress
[Outro]
I cannot fuck with her vibe, she give me a bad one
When she be getting me high, I turn to a sad one
[Instrumental]
Pull up when she say come through, I go fast
I ain't leave a witness on the crime scene
Doing shit that she love to, we smoke gas
Try to steal my heart, swiper, no swiping
She gon' head upstairs to the room and throw ass
Said my diamonds blinding like the lightning
Balcony, we see through the view with no glass
Written by: Betino Vera, David Miguel Tiburcio, Hal Ritson, Luis Bello, Richard Adlam
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