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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Vocals
Frank Dukes
Programming
SEVN Thomas
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
Brittany Chi Coney
Songwriter
Denisia Andrews
Songwriter
India Arie Simpson
Songwriter
Kevin Gilyard
Songwriter
Maxwell Ramsey
Songwriter
Rupert Thomas
Songwriter
Shannon Sanders
Songwriter
Willie Baker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gian Stone
Producer
John Will
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
David Nakaji
Mixing Engineer
Ivan Jimenez
Mixing Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Frank Dukes
Producer
SEVN Thomas
Producer
Millz
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Know I'm into playing solider and I'm into boxing
Every round fresh body you know how I'm rocking
I don't usually do this
Every round fresh body you know how I'm rocking
Hoping and praying that you gon' give it up tonight
And I'm calling you 'cause I need you
Aquafina, girl I'm beeping
Oooh, surfing on the wave girl
And we could make a splash aww
Baby what you saying?
'Bout another round or what
Bitch you got my gun unloaded
My ego is big can you stroke it
You sipping the liquid courage
Keep driving but watch when you swerving
You the truth, you the one, you the illest
You the one who got my girl catching feelings
Already you be on some chill shit
You just pull up and you hop out and you kill it
911, 911, murder-murder, murder-murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
911, 911, it be a murder, a bloody murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
Blaow, blaow blaow blaow blaow
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, man down
Somethings telling me you want it
My intuition never wrong way
Kiss it soft, kiss it slow, kiss it strong, yea
Pick me up, you be calling my phone, yea
I got my eye on you like a cyclops
Moon walking Michael Jackson with the white socks
You the truth, you the one, you the illest
You the one who got my girl catching feelings
Already you be on some chill shit
You just pull up and you hop out and you kill it
911, 911, murder-murder, murder-murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
911, 911, it be a murder, a bloody murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
Wet, wet, licking on your neck
If anybody find out they gon' be upset
You know how I'm living love, he is not a threat
I don't flex
You a fine girl tell me where they find you?
Bend it down girl beat it from behind you
Lean it over bust it open I'm behind you
I pull your hair and smack your ass when I'm behind you
Hoping and praying that you gon' give it up tonight
And I'm calling you 'cause I need you
Aquafina, girl I'm beeping
911, 911, murder-murder, murder-murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
911, 911, it be a murder, a bloody murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
Writer(s): Adam Feeney, Kevin Gates, Rupert Thomas
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