クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bret Ryan Kruger
Bret Ryan Kruger
Songwriter
Zale Epstein
Zale Epstein
Songwriter
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Maven Boys
The Maven Boys
Producer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Bitch, you somethin' so serious
(Man, you got me big hype again, bruh)
(Come on, bruh, go and play that bitch)
It's recordin'?
(They say diamonds are forever)
Kevin Gates
(They say diamonds are forever)
[Verse 2]
Public thought me a pessimist
Think my thoughts too pessimistic, reminiscin'
Roastin' Garcia Vegas, just don't do Swishers or 'rillas
Murder rap, we beat it
2AM and two-seated
Yellow thang is brains and brains, now arch your back and lay
Face down, I'm a gangster, my heart colder than Chicago
This black Impalas just sent bullets through my car door
These **** I've been runnin' with
Pressure hit, they crumblin'
Never had no love in this shit
Pray to God somebody pray for me
Deep conversation, we're always elated
As in celebrating the things of the past
Happy belated while handing her Franklins
Just thought I was stated, we stated too fast
Went to the pen and was livin' upstate
But feel I got away 'cause I skated with cash
Met crooked lawyers and dirty attorneys
Who take all your money and say that they workin'
Fuckin' with you, stuck in this loop
You jumpin' through hoops and we runnin' through hurdles
Ain't meet your mama
But told her I promise that when she around me that nothin'll hurt her
She do the talkin', I can't be too personal
Lean drinkin', no Bud Light
Itchin' for them chickens, them idiots must don't love life
[Verse 3]
Free to speak on anything at all
Before we met, not much belief in anything at all
And then we found love under neon lights
Fluorescent body paint while under neon lights
[Verse 4]
Let me get you the sound up
Loud in here
But say my name
Loud and clear
Watch, we wake up all the neighbors when we makin' love
I'm talkin' naked, makin' faces, really cuttin' u-up
In the bathroom or the shower, let this water fall
Like Soulja Slim, I got enough of dick for all of y'all
Now the luxury whips come equipped with neon lights
Body paint fluorescent under neon lights
Fuck what he don't like, we gon' be alright
Cookin' soft and sellin' hard while under neon lights
[Verse 5]
Bread Winner Mafia like the Bahama
We poppin' in climates with tropical leaves
Take off my shirt, can't come out my sleeves
I got it in ink, then it's what I believe
Explorin' desire, this moment of ours
I'm watchin' this fire ignitin' the sheets
Kissin' my wrist, got her legs on my shoulder
My dick in her stomach, I'm givin' her D
She grippin' the pillow with teeth
I wrinkle my lips, she wiggles her feet
Built up a tolerance, now that inside of it
Hollerin' louder, she get it with speed
This is sweet
[Verse 6]
They say diamonds are forever
Boyfriend called and cussed her out for real
I'm for real
Cling on, got the theme song on the ringtone
Wanna beef with you every time you leave home
Tell him that the plan outta hand and you scared
Better tell him, I catch him, I'll tell him whatever, what up?
Name in the streets and I stand on this
Spit my life through the wax, I'ma die 'bout that
Outside make it 4th of July 'bout that
[Verse 7]
And they say diamonds are forever, I'm for real
I'm for real
From start to finish, go call December
Sayin' life's but a race, put the pedal to the metal
Sayin' ready, set, go, now start your engine
Got a ninety-day run, we thought we different
We still keep in touch, no loss in feelin's
With a understandin', we off
[Verse 8]
Let me get you the sound up
Loud in here
But say my name
Loud and clear
Watch, we wake up all the neighbors when we makin' love
I'm talkin' naked, makin' faces, really cuttin' u-up
In the bathroom or the shower, let this water fall
Like Soulja Slim, I got enough of dick for all of y'all
Now the luxury whips come equipped with neon lights
Body paint fluorescent under neon lights
Fuck what he don't like, we gon' be alright
Cookin' soft and sellin' hard while under neon lights
Written by: Bret Ryan Kruger, Kevin Gilyard, Zale Epstein
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