Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Phelan
Programming
Grace Chatto
Bass
Jack Patterson
Piano
Jason Pebworth
Keyboards
Luke Patterson
Drums
Jon Shave
Programming
Alex Oriet
Programming
Bhad Bhabie
Lead Vocals
Charli XCX
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danielle Bregoli
Songwriter
David Phelan
Songwriter
George Astasio
Songwriter
Grace Chatto
Songwriter
Jack Patterson
Songwriter
Jason Pebworth
Songwriter
Jonathan Shave
Songwriter
Alex Oriet
Songwriter
Charlotte Aitchison
Songwriter
Luke Patterson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Grace Chatto
Producer
Jack Patterson
Producer
Ross Fortune
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tom Fuller
Recording Engineer
Jon Shave
Additional Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Invisible Men
Producer
Saltwives
Producer
John Costello
Additional Engineer
Josh Collins
Additional Engineer
Lyrics
Uh, oh damn
Uh-uh (it's Clean Bandit), oh damn
(With Charli XCX) uh, uh, yeah (and Bhad Bhabie, bitch)
Had a lover undercover, kept it on the low
Said that you meant nothing but my feelings really grew
Not that I regret ya, but I met you when insane
Oh, oh, yeah
Didn't need forever but I needed just a call
Every night at 3 a.m., I'm banging on your door
Crying on the marble where we used to fuck 'til dawn
Oh, oh
What you doing to me?
Used to be a scene from a movie
Now I'm crying tears like a baby
Looking in the mirror, I don't know me
Oh, yeah-yeah
Fell in love with a bad, bad dude
Playboy style, should've seen right through
All my friends, they could see the truth
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah-yeah
It's so rare for a girl like me
Playboy style, got me falling deep
Did that dirt and I got receipts
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah-yeah
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la
When you making checks on checks, they chase you for that dollar bill (what a bitch)
But where the fuck was you when all I had to eat was dollar meals? (Where was you at?)
Thought we'd have a run, boy, thought you was the one, boy
But as I'm growing older, wiser, I don't want no young boys (oh no)
Too many on me and I don't discriminate (nope)
Might take that bitch on a dinner date (eat yo' pussy)
Fashion Nova, new collection (bitch)
Already on me, I don't gotta wait (oh, you mad)
Gotta treat me like a lady (like a lady), but I'm still a bad baby (baby)
I'm ignoring texts on texts, I'm sorry, it's Bhabie with XCX (yeah, yeah)
Fell in love with a bad, bad dude
Playboy style, should've seen right through
All my friends, they could see the truth
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah-yeah
It's so rare for a girl like me
Playboy style, got me falling deep
Did that dirt and I got receipts
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, you said no one was home
Too bad he's making shapes with the lights on
I hope she's what you want, uh
Can't believe I let a playboy play me so damn good
Teardrops down the collar from the girls from Hollywood
Kiss him better, then you leave him, then you hide the truth
Oh, oh, yeah-yeah
Fell in love with a bad, bad dude
Playboy style, should've seen right through
All my friends, they could see the truth
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah-yeah
It's so rare for a girl like me
Playboy style, got me falling deep
Did that dirt and I got receipts
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah-yeah
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la (uh, uh, oh damn)
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la (uh), la-la-la-la-la
Writer(s): Jonathan Christopher Shave, George Astasio, Jason Andrew Pebworth, Jack Robert Patterson, Charlotte Emma Aitchison, Grace Elizabeth Chatto, David Anthony Phelan, Alexander Oriet, Luke Patterson, Bregoli Danielle
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