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Kevin Gates – 911 (The Fate of the Furious: The Album) [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Vocals
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Programming
SEVN Thomas
SEVN Thomas
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
Brittany Chi Coney
Brittany Chi Coney
Songwriter
Denisia Andrews
Denisia Andrews
Songwriter
India Arie Simpson
India Arie Simpson
Songwriter
Kevin Gilyard
Kevin Gilyard
Songwriter
Maxwell Ramsey
Maxwell Ramsey
Songwriter
Rupert Thomas
Rupert Thomas
Songwriter
Shannon Sanders
Shannon Sanders
Songwriter
Willie Baker
Willie Baker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gian Stone
Gian Stone
Producer
John Will
John Will
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Mixing Engineer
Ivan Jimenez
Ivan Jimenez
Mixing Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Producer
SEVN Thomas
SEVN Thomas
Producer
Millz
Millz
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Know I'm into playing solider and I'm into boxing Every round fresh body you know how I'm rocking I don't usually do this Every round fresh body you know how I'm rocking Hoping and praying that you gon' give it up tonight And I'm calling you 'cause I need you Aquafina, girl I'm beeping Oooh, surfing on the wave girl And we could make a splash aww Baby what you saying? 'Bout another round or what Bitch you got my gun unloaded My ego is big can you stroke it You sipping the liquid courage Keep driving but watch when you swerving You the truth, you the one, you the illest You the one who got my girl catching feelings Already you be on some chill shit You just pull up and you hop out and you kill it 911, 911, murder-murder, murder-murder 911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em 911, 911, it be a murder, a bloody murder 911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em Blaow, blaow blaow blaow blaow Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, man down Somethings telling me you want it My intuition never wrong way Kiss it soft, kiss it slow, kiss it strong, yea Pick me up, you be calling my phone, yea I got my eye on you like a cyclops Moon walking Michael Jackson with the white socks You the truth, you the one, you the illest You the one who got my girl catching feelings Already you be on some chill shit You just pull up and you hop out and you kill it 911, 911, murder-murder, murder-murder 911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em 911, 911, it be a murder, a bloody murder 911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em Wet, wet, licking on your neck If anybody find out they gon' be upset You know how I'm living love, he is not a threat I don't flex You a fine girl tell me where they find you? Bend it down girl beat it from behind you Lean it over bust it open I'm behind you I pull your hair and smack your ass when I'm behind you Hoping and praying that you gon' give it up tonight And I'm calling you 'cause I need you Aquafina, girl I'm beeping 911, 911, murder-murder, murder-murder 911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em 911, 911, it be a murder, a bloody murder 911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
Writer(s): Adam Feeney, Kevin Gates, Rupert Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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