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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post Malone
Post Malone
Vocals
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Songwriter
Austin Post
Austin Post
Songwriter
Billy Walsh
Billy Walsh
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Post Malone
Post Malone
Producer
Christian Amadeus
Christian Amadeus
Assistant Recording Engineer
Shane Moloney
Shane Moloney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joey Mora
Joey Mora
Assistant Recording Engineer
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trey Station
Trey Station
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, we want to go insane
[Chorus]
Take your bitch
Give her back, insane
Sent her packing
She was actin' crazy
Goin' batshit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
[Chorus]
I'm a bachelor
I'm a bastard, hey
Don't believe me?
You can ask her, hey
Goin' batshit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
[Verse 1]
Bring that ass
Meet me backstage
A million racks
I need it cash, cake
[Verse 2]
Yeah, we both got a car but it's different
Yeah, we both got a house but it's different
Yeah, we both got teeth but it's different (Both got teeth, both got teeth, yeah)
I wanna see somethin' in a short skirt, please
I wanna see somethin' in a shirt skort, please
Treat my top like my ex, I'ma
Cut it off completely
Treat my top like my ex, I'ma
Cut it off completely
[Chorus]
Take your bitch
Give her back, insane
Sent her packing
She was actin' crazy
Goin' batshit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
[Chorus]
I'm a bachelor
I'm a bastard, hey
Don't believe me?
You can ask her, hey
Goin' batshit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
[Verse 3]
Second verse
Second verse, yay
Second verse
Second verse, again
Put her on game
This is not the same, though
This is a Mulsanne
Diamonds make a rainbow
Keep my Glocky tucked like a baby in a manger
When your girl around me, she treat you like a stranger
I got twenty, thirty strippers in the Sprinter van
It's a little cramped to try to teach me how to dance
[Bridge]
Oh, and you talkin' that shit, but
You ain't gonna do shit, ooh (Gonna do shit, ooh)
I ain't even gotta get up
Ain't nobody scared of you, ooh
Damn
[Chorus]
Take your bitch
Give her back, insane
Sent her packing
She was actin' crazy
Goin' batshit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
[Chorus]
I'm a bachelor
I'm a bastard, hey
Don't believe me?
You can ask her, hey
Goin' batshit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
Written by: Austin Post, Billy Walsh, Louis Bell
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