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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Solange
Vocals
Playboi Carti
Vocals
Metro Boomin
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Carter
Songwriter
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
John Carroll Kirby
Songwriter
Solange Knowles
Songwriter
Terius The-Dream Nash
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Solange
Producer
Pharrell Williams
Producer
John Carroll Kirby
Producer
Nino Villanueva
Recording Engineer
Calvin Bailiff
Recording Engineer
Jairus "JSoundz" Holt
Recording Engineer
Vic Wainstein
Recording Engineer
Mike Larson
Recording Engineer
Sean Paine
Recording Engineer
Kendall Roark Bailey
Recording Engineer
Nathaniel Alford
Recording Engineer
Rakeesha Lee
Recording Engineer
Ethan Stevens
Recording Engineer
Mikaelin Bluespruce
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Troy Johnson
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Hol' up
Pour my drank, drank
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
Pull that Lac on 'em
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
Brown liquor, brown liquor
Brown skin, brown face
Brown leather, brown sugar
Brown leaves, brown keys
Brown creepers, brown face
Black skin, black braids
Black waves, black days
Black baes, black things
These are black-owned things
Black faith still can't be washed away
Not even in that Florida water
Not even in that Florida water
In that Florida water
So pour more drank
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
I pour my drank on 'em
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
Brown liquor, brown sugar, brown face
Brown liquor, brown sugar, brown braids
Black skin, black Benz, black plays
Black molasses, blackberry the masses
Just sitting here fooling around
We just sitting here cooling around
We just sitting here high, coming down
Pour my drank on 'em (baby, my mind fuzzy)
Sip, sip, sip, sip (baby, my mind fuzzy) sip
Still can't be washed away
Not even in that Florida water (doing the dash)
So, pour my drank (doing the dash)
Sip (doing the dash), sip, sip, sip, sip (doing the dash) sip
Brown liquor, brown sugar, brown face
Brown liquor, brown sugar, brown face
Black skin, black Benz, black plays
Black molasses, blackberry the masses
(Oh, whoa) Just sitting here fooling around (what?)
(Oh, yeah) We just sitting here cooling around (what?)
(Whoa) We just sitting here high, coming down
All black coupe, hol' up, yeah
Now I want you, hol' up, yeah
Now I want you, hol' up, yeah
What you wanna do? Hol' up, yeah
Take that boy to school, hol' up, yeah
Young nigga too cool, huh, yeah
Young nigga big bool, yeah-yeah
Smoking that dope, that is strong, yeah
I get that chopper, that dump, eh
All of my diamonds, they lumps, mmm
All of my diamonds, big lumps, mmm
I get that cash, got a bunch (yeah)
I'ma die lit, bitch, I promise, yeah, hol' up
Tear the bitch up, break her heart
Young nigga fresh from the start, hol' up (oh, yeah)
Young nigga fresh from the start, hol' up
Badass bitch from the start, hol' up
Young nigga fresh from the start, hol' up
When I come around, they don't talk down
Diamonds, they shine in the dark now
Diamonds, they shine in the dark now
Diamonds, they shine in the dark now
They taking me in, what I done? (What?)
They taking me in, what I done? (What?)
Writer(s): Jordan Carter, Solange Knowles, Terius Nash
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