Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SiR
SiR
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tony Russell
Tony Russell
Songwriter
Rob Gueringer
Rob Gueringer
Songwriter
J. Pounds
J. Pounds
Songwriter
Darryl Farris
Darryl Farris
Songwriter
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SiR
SiR
Mixing Engineer
J.LBS
J.LBS
Producer
Tony Russell
Tony Russell
Producer
Sounwave
Sounwave
Producer
Rob Gueringer
Rob Gueringer
Producer
Matt Schaeffer
Matt Schaeffer
Recording Engineer
Sedrick Moore
Sedrick Moore
Assistant Engineer
Brandon Wood
Brandon Wood
Assistant Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

'Cause I ain't about to roll it if I ain't rollin' that fire Yeah, the sun is going down, but I'm tryna take you higher We both know this house could never be a home But ain't you sick of spending all your nights alone? If it's lovin' that you want, girl, I promise you desire No conversation when I come around Run my fingers through your baby hair I wanna take you there For sure, you know what it's about But fine, I love it when you say we're there I wanna take you there You toot it up, I tear it down You bring it back, I wear it out Hit it like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Baby, you're the finest Pussy taste like diamonds How'd you get so timeless? Wanna get behind it, behind it Remind ya, I know how to find it Hit it how you like it Show you how we slide, how we slide, back in L.A., L.A Park circle, that way Ready for the showdown, the Wild Wild West way Ooh, you know you're flame And I put that on my last name Gonna take my time in it, climb in it for the day No conversation when I come around Run my fingers through your baby hair I wanna take you there For sure, you know what it's about But fine, I love it when you say we're there I wanna take you there You toot it up, I tear it down You bring it back, I wear it out Hit it like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa 'Cause I ain't about to roll it if I ain't rollin' that fire Yeah, the sun is going down, but I'm tryna take you higher We both know this house could never be a home But ain't you sick of spending all your nights alone? If it's lovin' that you want, girl, I promise you desire
Writer(s): Kendrick Duckworth, Jason Pounds, Tony Russell, Darryl Farris, Robert Gueringer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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