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Kid Cudi - Dive (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi
Vocals
Tame Impala
Tame Impala
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Songwriter
Teddy Walton
Teddy Walton
Songwriter
Aaron Booe
Aaron Booe
Songwriter
Scott Mescudi
Scott Mescudi
Songwriter
Kevin Parker
Kevin Parker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi
Executive Producer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Producer
Teddy Walton
Teddy Walton
Producer
Aaron Booe
Aaron Booe
Producer
Dot Da Genius
Dot Da Genius
Executive Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
William J. Sullivan
William J. Sullivan
Engineer
Dennis Cummings
Dennis Cummings
Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey
[Verse 1]
Seen nothing like that shorty with the fat back movin' to the vibes (Vibes)
Say, "I'm just up in my habitat, playin' little Ratatat, kickin' with my tribe" (Ride)
I'm sayin' it's a known fact, show 'em, ****, no act, sucker, fall in line (Yeah)
I'm out to get mine, woah, woah, **** seein' me shine (Ride)
Catch me baked outside, wonderin' daily, why, why
Will she let me get behind? Baby, just close your eyes (Eyes)
You see we takin' off, leave the stress, no time (Bye)
This ain't televised, see I'm her surprise, I
Ooh-ooh, ooh, that vibe
Ooh-ooh, ooh, that vibe
Ooh-ooh, I need those fuckin' vibes
Doo-doo-doo-doo, and we ragin' 'til daylight
Things are gettin' gnarly, got my whiskey by my side
Soarin' through my world and I'm 'bout to take a dive
This is just the sadness in me, sad times
Just another evening and I'm leanin', oh (Let's get it)
[Verse 2]
Uh, ready, go, set, we won't hold you, neither (Uh)
Salute when you see that **** (Yeah)
Tell him, "Go off," when you see him, greet him (Mm)
Talkin' shit, fuck ya, legend of the cold one, nice
This my life, all my nights
Walkin' like a disco ball, all this ice, aye
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (This the story)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Woo), ayy (Of a man)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Woo), ayy (And you know it)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Move, move), ayy (Catch the show)
Slightly paranoid, can't believe 'em simply (Yeah)
Nah, bullshit, miss me (Nah, nah), ahh
Call it what it is then, lies
This my fantasy high, sayin' goodbye
I lay at night, it intensifies
Written by: Aaron Booe, Anthony Kilhoffer, Kevin Parker, Scott Mescudi, Teddy Walton
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