Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tobe Nwigwe
Tobe Nwigwe
Vocals
Fat Nwigwe
Fat Nwigwe
Vocals
Ludwig Göransson
Ludwig Göransson
Programming
Ngawang Samphel
Ngawang Samphel
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tobe Nwigwe
Tobe Nwigwe
Songwriter
Ludwig Göransson
Ludwig Göransson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ludwig Göransson
Ludwig Göransson
Producer
Ngawang Samphel
Ngawang Samphel
Producer
Dorothy Chan
Dorothy Chan
Mixing Engineer
Kyle Miller
Kyle Miller
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ismael Garza
Ismael Garza
Mixing Engineer
Matt Schaeffer
Matt Schaeffer
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Refrain]
Drip, glow, soul, way
Clip, pole, smoke, fade
[Chorus]
They want the drip, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the way
I keep a clip, I keep a pole
Who want the smoke? Who want the fade?
[PostChorus]
Look, I know you want my number
I know you want my thunder
Why the laws wanna take us under?
Why the hell am I in this jungle?
I know you want my number
I know you want my thunder
Why the laws wanna take us under?
Why the hell am I in this jungle?
[Verse 1]
Why the hell the law wanna press me?
A little wrinkle in time, make you pull the iron out
Find out what I'm 'bout from the inside out
Ride out the hideout, playin', we don't try out
Fly out while we drive out, ain't no timeouts
We gon' pop out, how they try to kick us all out?
[Verse 2]
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Bounce, crouch, or get slouched
My whole hood devout and
Vouch for the poems out of my mouth
My mama told me not to be a harlot
Granny helped me take the wise route
Although I'm itty-bitty, sittin' pretty
If the situation sticky, lights out
But for right now, it's funny how
[Chorus]
They want the drip, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the way
I keep a clip, I keep a pole
Who want the smoke? Who want the fade?
[Refrain]
You cannot have it all (No)
What's all the starting for?
[Verse 3]
Drip (Oya)
Glow (Oya)
Soul (Oya)
Way (Come on)
Clip (Oya)
Pole (Haha)
Smoke (See am?)
Fade (Yeah)
[Verse 4]
Ọsịịsọ
Umu'ala al la gba chio gi
To God who made me
[Chorus]
They want the drip, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the way
I keep a clip, I keep a pole
Who want the smoke? Who want the fade?
[Refrain]
You cannot have it all (No)
What's all the starting for?
Drip (Oya)
Glow (Oya)
Drip (Oya)
Glow (Oya)
Soul (Oya)
Way (Come on)
[Verse 5]
Clip (Oya)
Pole (Haha)
Smoke (See am?)
Fade (Yeah)
[Bridge]
I can't feel my feet (Fallin')
I feel incomplete (Fallin')
How can all this be? (Fallin')
My body is me (Fallin')
[Verse 6]
I can't feel my feet (Fallin')
I feel incomplete (Fallin')
My body is me (Fallin')
Back on my feet (Fallin')
[Outro]
Officer, officer, I swear I ain't really got no out with you
Officer, officer, make me wanna
Officer, officer, make me wanna
Officer, officer, make me wanna
Officer, officer, make me wanna
Written by: Ludwig Göransson, Tobe Nwigwe
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