Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marley Guevara
Songwriter
Robert Ross
Songwriter
Coleman Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bobbing
Producer
Coleman Williams
Producer
Lyrics
I don't call it, I don't call it
I don't call it conquest
You call it the shot just to call me a fraud
I don't even digest
Don't digest, don't digest, kiss, kiss, boom
Kiss, kiss, kiss, boom
Have you even told her? Why'd you even tell her?
Why'd you even tell her the lies that you told her?
Kiss, kiss, kiss, boom
Kiss, kiss, kiss, boom
Kiss, kiss
Boom
I been hoping, I been praying, I been thinking 'bout God
How can I protect that?
Everything I drive feels like hours gone by
How can I respect that?
Don't contact us, harder than kiss, kiss, boom
Kiss, kiss, kiss, boom
When you were real, when you were real
At the pool
Kiss, kiss, kiss, boom
Kiss, kiss, kiss, boom
Kiss, kiss
Boom
I'm imprisoned, 9-to-5, it's a little bit off
When we're kissing, it just feels a little bit wrong
I'm so, I'm so magnetized by your touch
I'm consumed, I'm consumed by the way you call love
Kiss, kiss, kiss, boom
Kiss, kiss, kiss, boom
Kiss, kiss, kiss, boom
Kiss, kiss
Boom
Written by: Coleman Williams, Marley Guevara, Robert Ross