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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kalan.FrFr
Kalan.FrFr
Vocals
Danja
Danja
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kalan Montgomery
Kalan Montgomery
Songwriter
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter
Nate Hills
Nate Hills
Songwriter
Danja
Danja
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danja
Danja
Producer
Kalan Montgomery
Kalan Montgomery
Vocal Producer
Edwin 'Lil Eddie' Serrano
Edwin 'Lil Eddie' Serrano
Vocal Producer
Irko
Irko
Mastering Engineer
Rafe Noonan
Rafe Noonan
Recording Engineer
Gabriel Albino-Martinez
Gabriel Albino-Martinez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Marcella Araica
Marcella Araica
Mixing Engineer

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Uh-uh Yeah Cool down, cool down Yeah, nigga, where the water? Yeah, that shit gon' fuck you up (yeah, yeah, yeah) That shit gon' fuck you up (yeah, yeah, yeah) That shit gon' fuck you up (yeah, yeah, yeah) Nigga, where the water? (Uh-uh) That shit gon' fuck you up Nigga, where the water? That shit gon' fuck you up Cool down, cool down That shit gon' fuck Yeah, 30 on a blick, it'll cool a nigga down Water on my wrist, I'm the coolest nigga out Water on my neck, almost made a nigga drown Water on your bitch, tell her, "Cool down" I pull up in Virgil, Louis down This a Maybach, this shit here two hundred thousand I can get you whacked for a few thousand Talkin' like you active, cool down Yeah, nigga, where the water? Yeah, that shit gon' fuck you up (yeah, yeah, yeah) That shit gon' fuck you up (yeah, yeah, yeah) That shit gon' fuck you up (yeah, yeah, yeah) Nigga, where the water? (Uh-uh) That shit gon' fuck you up Nigga, where the water? That shit gon' fuck you up Cool down, cool down That shit gon' fuck 4HUNNID She drool a nigga down with that sloppy toppy (oh) Drool a nigga down, she gave me lock knee (yeah) Cool a nigga down when she got on top me (oh) All she want is dick, she so cocky The wrist is rocky, the ice on hockey How you poppin'? I don't see no paparazzi No security guard 'cause the Glock, it got me The opp was a sucker, ran up and he got sweeped (uh-oh) We was gon' fuck him up, we was gon' fuck him up But he act like a bitch so much (he a bitch) We let him go untouched If you don't think I'm the coolest alive I hope your bitch ass die Cool a nigga down 'til he dry Stopped fuckin' on a bitch, made her cry Nigga, where the water? Yeah, that shit gon' fuck you up (this shit gon') That shit gon' fuck you up (this shit gon') That shit gon' fuck you up Nigga, where the water? That shit gon' fuck you up Nigga, where the water? That shit gon' fuck you up Cool down, cool down That shit gon' fuck This shit gon' fuck you up This shit gon' Cool down, cool down, cool down Cool down, cool down
Writer(s): Kalan Montgomery, Keenon Jackson, Nate Hills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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