Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doja Cat
Vocals
Dionne Warwick
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Songwriter
Isaac Earl Bynum
Songwriter
Burt Bacharach
Songwriter
Hal David
Songwriter
Ryan Buendia
Songwriter
Jean Baptiste Kouame
Songwriter
Karl Rubin Brutus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Earl on the Beat
Producer
Rian Lewis
Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Jean-Baptiste
Producer
Karl Rubin
Producer
Ryan "DJ Replay" Buendia
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
By
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
[Chorus]
Yeah
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
[Chorus]
Mmm, she the Devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
Mmm, she the Devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, said, my happiness is all of your misery
I put good dick all in my kidneys
This Margiel' don't come with no jealousy
My illness don't come with no remedy
I am so much fun without Hennessy
They just want my love and my energy
You can't talk no shit without penalties
Bitch, I'm in yo' shit if you send for me
I'm going to glow up one more time
Trust me, I have magical foresight
You gon' see me sleepin' in courtside
You gon' see me eatin' ten more times, ugh
You can't take that bitch nowhere, ugh
I look better with no hair, ugh
Ain't no sign I can't smoke here, ugh
Gimme the chance and I'll go there
[Chorus]
Yeah
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
[Chorus]
Mmm, she the Devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
Mmm, she the Devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, said, pop make money, now you try, bitch
You could use a revamp with a new vibe, sis
I don't need a big feature or a new sidekick
I don't need a new fan, 'cause my boo like it
I don't need to wear a wig to make you like it
I'm a two-time bitch, you ain't knew I'd win
Throw a shot like you tryna have a food fight then
All my opps waitin' for me to be you, I bet
[Verse 3]
Said, I got drive, I don't need a car
Money really all that we fiendin' for
I'm doin' things they ain't seen before
Fans ain't dumb, but extremists are
I'm a demon, Lord
Fall off what? I ain't seen the horse
Called your bluff, better cite the source
Fame ain't somethin' that I need no more
[Chorus]
'Cause, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
[Chorus]
Mmm, she the Devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
Mmm, she the Devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
[Outro]
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Written by: Amala Zandile Dlamini, Burt Bacharach, Hal David, Isaac Earl Bynum, Jean-Baptiste, Karl Rubin, Karl Rubin Brutus, Ryan Buendia