Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Pop Smoke
Pop Smoke
Vocais
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Vocais
CHASE B
CHASE B
Vocais
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Vocais
Luxury Tax
Luxury Tax
Vocais
Sheck Wes
Sheck Wes
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Composição
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Composição
Andre Loblack
Andre Loblack
Composição
Abdul-aziz Manalla Yusuf
Abdul-aziz Manalla Yusuf
Composição
Peter Klapka
Peter Klapka
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
808 Melo
Produção
AX.L
AX.L
Coprodução
Nate Alford
Nate Alford
Engenharia (gravação)
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Engenharia (mixagem)
808Melo
808Melo
Produção
AXL
AXL
Produção
Nathaniel Alford
Nathaniel Alford
Engenharia

Letra

[Intro]
AXL
Tired of **** cappin' (Tired of **** cappin')
Trap House Mob
**** frontin' their jewels
Yeah, they ain't expectin' this one
This is a Melo beat
And it's like that
[Chorus]
Facts, my bitch love Coco
Woo back, baby, woo (Woo back, baby, yeah)
Let me see some
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
[Verse 1]
Look, you cannot say Pop and forget the Smoke
I'm from the Floss where **** tote
They couldn't be Crips, so they turned Folks
Drivin' through the 'Ville, droppin' the cho
I gotta laugh 'cause these **** jokes
Dread like, "Who these ****?" (Who these ****?)
"I don't know," but I'm on go (I don't know)
And I'm in that Bugatti, movin' two hotty
Givin' pumps, like, "Who shot ya?"
Me and Trey, that's four choppers
Man down, all you see is helicopters
Paramedics pick him up, they gon' send him to the doctor
I'm in the hood like an engine, revvin' (Trey, get that ****)
My checks is clearin', your checks is pending
And I got a couple gangstas, let me know (It's a fact)
If you want smoke (If you want smoke)
'Cause, boy, I can send 'em (Boy, I can send 'em)
And I got a bad bitch, ass up
Face down, yeah, she love doggy style (Face down, uh-huh)
And she got a Louis bag that hold the extendo (Yeah)
Okay, okay (Okay, okay)
Okay, okay
[Chorus]
Facts, my bitch love Coco
Woo back, baby, woo (Woo back, baby)
Let me see some
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
[Chorus]
My bitch love Coco
Woo back, baby, woo (Woo back, baby)
Let me see some
Okay, okay
Okay, okay (Right)
[Verse 2]
Got it jumpin' out the zoo, seein' red, seein' blue
Young La Flame, how it moves, Pop Flare how it (Woo)
Braid my hair down till I hide my face
Duck away, she wanna lay up and hibernate
I took a chance, it's a lot to take
I took a right, ended up right away (Straight up)
She need a chunk, not a piece (Alright)
It cost me three for the keys (Keys)
Not the work, but the V
She let it twirl to the beat
I send the work, bet it reach (Reach)
Wearin' pearls, expensive beads (Beads)
I only hurl at my peeps (It's lit)
[Bridge]
Cuts, diamond cuts out in public
Two cups of the stuff, now I'm up
Coco Chanel when she tuck it
We bunk, get a nut
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
[Chorus]
My bitch love Coco
Woo back, baby, woo (Woo back, baby)
Let me see some
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
[Chorus]
My bitch love Coco
Woo back, baby, woo (Woo back, baby)
Let me see some
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Written by: Abdul-aziz Manalla Yusuf, Andre Loblack, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Jacques Bermon Webster II, Peter Klapka
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