Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Pop Smoke
Vocals
Rowdy Rebel
Rowdy Rebel
Vocals
Yamaica
Yamaica
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alyamani Ouadah
Alyamani Ouadah
Songwriter
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Songwriter
Chad Marshall
Chad Marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yamaica
Yamaica
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Sage Skofield
Sage Skofield
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Corey "Cutz" Nutile
Corey "Cutz" Nutile
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Dread Woo, nigga, the fuck nigga? Fuck is wrong with niggas? Niggas don't really be on shit (Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby) Niggas gonna be fuckin' broke, nigga 09 to the fuckin' Swish, nigga We see niggas in traffic, nigga Then Ricky run, nigga, yeah Suck my dick, nigga To all the fuckin' opps (They know the vibes, nigga) You know what's up, nigga, gang (Don't fuck around) (Woo), look I make it rain on whoever (Uh) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (Boom, boom) I make it rain on whoever (Uh) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (Grrt) I can't fuck with these niggas, they not a hunnid (Nah) Trap phone keep jumpin' (Uh) Until the fiends don't want it (Want it) Tell Drell keep drummin' (Drummin') Tell Dread keep dumpin' (Grrt) Run, Ricky, he runnin' (Grrt) Run, Ricky, he runnin', look (Woo) Gas in the air (Uh), you can smell the aroma Bet I change up the motion, Pop Smoke in the Rover Pop Smoke run 'em over, big wheel in the ocean (Uh) Everything icy (Rose gold), three carats in the pointer Look, ain't no apology These niggas doubted me, I keep a pole tucked (Know it) Run up, catch a cold cut (Grrt) Put his head on his shoulder (Bah) Got the guns in the sofa (Sofa) Nigga, what's the commotion? ('Motion) Put the guns in a holster (Uh) 'Til they smokin' with the soldiers (Woo) Then I'm back in the deep end (Uh) Trap, trap all season (Season) Trap open on the weekends (Weekends) Niggas mad 'cause I'm eatin' (Eatin') And I'm in the Flossy (Flossy) Where we stay reckless 25 on the left wrist (Uh) Spent 25 on the necklace (I see it) Have your mama like, "Woah, there go Pop Smoke" (Let's get it) Know the opps can't stand me (Woo) Rolls Royce, no Camry (Woo) Or skrrt off in the Panny (Uh) Hoodie on, duckin' cameras (Cameras) If my opps in the foreign (Uh) Then we shootin' up the Phantom (Grrt) Know I'm outside (Uh), and I keep a pole (Yeah) And I'm on the roads (Uh), 30K a show (Uh) Get it in between (Haha), get it any means (For sure) Amiri for the jeans (I'm talkin' my shit), let a nigga run (Uh) I make it rain on whoever (Uh) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (Boom, boom) I make it rain on whoever (Uh) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (Grrt) I can't fuck with these niggas, they not a hunnid (Nah) Trap phone keep jumpin' (Jumpin') Until the fiends don't want it (Want it) Tell Drell keep drummin' Tell Dread keep dumpin' Run, Ricky, he runnin' Run, Ricky, he runnin', look Gas in the air, you can smell the aroma Bet I change up the motion, Pop Smoke in the Rover Pop Smoke run 'em over, big wheel in the ocean Everything icy, three carats in the pointer (Rose gold) Hello, this is a prepaid collect call from Rowdy baby, bitch (Baow) I got the call behind the wall that it's still lit, then fuck it I told Fetty go and up it My niggas ain't talkin', they dumpin' I treat his face like Busta Rhymes, why you say that? I touch it Then I threw the grip inside of the toilet with no remorse and flushed it Why niggas still bluffin? I still haven't seen nothin' (Where he at?) My chain hang, don't tuck it, I touch down, I'm bustin' Tell the label I need five M's, if not, I ain't signing nothin' 'Cause I'm on a flight with a Russian, getting head, concussion And niggas saying that it's lit, real shit, it's nothin' 'Cause I'm in the Wraith with your bitch, gettin' lit, stuntin' Pole out in any weather, shit on Rowdy, you could never Go and grab your umbrella, 'cause we make it rain on whoever Baow, we make it rain on whoever (Grrt, grrt, baow, baow-baow-baow-baow) Look, I make it rain on whoever (Uh) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (Boom, boom) I make it rain on whoever (Uh) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (Grrt)
Writer(s): Chad Marshall, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Alyamani Ouadah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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