SaWaDiKa Lyrics – LISA

September 5, 2026 3 Min Read

“SaWaDiKa” is sung in the English language by LISA and was released on September 4, 2026 as part of her album PRESS PLAY. The collaboration in creativity in the creation of this piece includes the names of such artists as LISA, Thom Bridges, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, Rachel West, and Danny Chung who are noted as composers and lyricists of this work. Thus, the performer LISA is a singer, composer, and lyricist in this work, whereas the rest of the mentioned artists provide their creative input into the music and lyrics of the song. The catchy name of the piece “SaWaDiKa” creates a specific cultural impression of the greeting which is used in the Thai language and culture making the track unique. The stylized capitalization of the name makes the piece even more noticeable. Presented in the album PRESS PLAY, the track fits into the contemporary artistic direction of the album. In general, “SaWaDiKa” demonstrates the creative input of LISA as well as Thom Bridges, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, Rachel West, and Danny Chung.

SaWaDiKa Song Info

Song Information	Details
Singer	LISA
Composer	LISA, Thom Bridges, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, Rachel West, Danny Chung
Lyrics	LISA, Thom Bridges, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, Rachel West, Danny Chung
Album	PRESS PLAY
Release	4 Sep 2026
Language	English

SaWaDiKa Song Lyrics

Hello, สวัสดีค่ะ, yeah, you know my wrist is cold
Got this timepiece from Geneva, if you know it, then you know
I’m that bitch on your TV and my Ferrari, indigo
La Lalisa, la diva, สวัสดีค่ะ, there she go (Hey, hey)

Hello, สวัสดีค่ะ, yeah, you know my wrist is cold
Got this timepiece from Geneva, if you know it, then you know
I’m that bitch on your TV and my Ferrari, indigo
La Lalisa, la diva สวัสดีค่ะ, there she go (Hey, hey)

Hold on, let me, hold on, let me
Hold on, let me, hold on, let me (Oh)
I’m on the top, I wanna slippin’ in (Trippin’)
Oh, yeah

Who let this bitch out of the cage?
Move that (Hey), get out of the way
Murder, killed that, I’m on the case
Hands up (Hey), now lock me away

Championship, they call me the one
Whip my shit like it’s a salon
I throw fits like highlight clips, I aim, I hit, blow smoke off the gun (Hey)

How many does it take?
How many does it take?
How many
How many tryna ride my wave?
How many want my name?

How many
how many got discipline?
How many comprehend?
How many that been where I been?
How many get me from within’?

Catch me in my feelings
Up in the sky
Baby, there’s no ceiling
In my mind (Ah, ah-ah)

Bang-bang, Bangkok bang, screaming, “เก่งมาก” with my gang
Baht be going in my bank ’til I’m going out with a bag
Thai’d up like I’m booked, booked, I’m like hold up, let me cook, cook
Put a show on when I show up, doing donuts in a Tuk-Tuk

Step on the terrace, the rooftop
Hop in the back of the chop, chop
Like are you coming or what?
I’m like the tick on your clock
Waking them up

Yes, I’m a trouble fanatic
Live for the shock like I’m anaphylactic
Is it too much? Am I overdramatic?
Sick, I’m too sick, better call me a medic

Catch me in my feelings
Up in the sky
Baby, there’s no ceiling
In my mind (Ah)

Hello, สวัสดีค่ะ
Hello, สวัสดีค่ะ
Hello, สวัสดีค่ะ
Hello, สวัสดีค่ะ, there she go (Hey, hey)