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
Jose Ivan Jimenez
Mixing Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Frank Dukes
Producer
SEVN Thomas
Producer
Millz
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I don't usually do this but
[Verse 2]
Hoping and praying that you gon' give it up tonight
And I'm calling you 'cause l need you
Aquafina, girl I'm beeping
[Verse 3]
Surfing on a wave, I
And we could make a splash, oh
Baby, what you say?
Found another round or what?
'Cause you got my gun unloaded
My ego is big and you stroke it
Your sipping the liquid courage
Keep driving, but watch where you're swerving
[Verse 4]
You're the truth, you the one, you the illest
You're the one who got my girl catching feelings
Knock knock, really you be on some chill shit
You just pull up then you hop out and you kill it
[Verse 5]
911, 911, murder-murder, a murder-murder
911, 911, yeah you hurt 'em, yeah you hurt 'em
911, 911, be a murder, a bloody murder
911, 911, yeah you hurt 'em, yeah you hurt 'em
[Verse 6]
Blao, blao, blao, blao, blao
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, man down
Something's telling me you want it
My intuition never run 'way
Kiss it soft, kiss it slow, kiss it strong, yeah
Keep me up, you'll be calling my phone, yeah
I got my eye on you, like a cyclops
Moonwalking Michael Jackson with the white socks
[Verse 7]
You the truth, you the one, you the illest
You the one who got my girl catching feelings
Knock knock, really you be on some chill shit
You just pull up then you hop out and you kill it
[Verse 8]
911, 911, murder-murder, a murder-murder
911, 911, yeah you hurt 'em, yeah you hurt 'em
911, 911, be a murder, a bloody murder
911, 911, yeah you hurt 'em, yeah you hurt 'em
[Verse 9]
Wet, wet, licking on your neck
If anybody find out, they gon' be upset
And you know I'm living large
You's not a threat, I don't play
Hey, you a fine girl, tell me they find you
Get it down girl, beat it from behind you
Beat it up, bust it open, I'm behind you
I pull your hair and smack her, while I'm behind you
[Verse 10]
Hoping and praying that you gon' give it up tonight
And I'm calling you 'cause l need you
Aquafina, girl, I'm beeping
[Verse 11]
911, 911, murder-murder, a murder-murder
911, 911, yeah you hurt 'em, yeah you hurt 'em
911, 911, be a murder, a bloody murder
911, 911, yeah you hurt 'em, yeah you hurt 'em
Written by: Adam Feeney, Brittany Chi Coney, Denisia Andrews, India Arie Simpson, Kevin Gilyard, Maxwell Ramsey, Rupert Thomas, Shannon Sanders, Willie Baker