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Pop Smoke - Hello (Lyrics) Feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Pop Smoke
Vocals
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
Ricardo Lamarre
Ricardo Lamarre
Programming
Alex Petit
Alex Petit
Programming
Jason Avalos
Jason Avalos
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ricardo Lamarre
Ricardo Lamarre
Songwriter
Alex Petit
Alex Petit
Songwriter
Jason Avalos
Jason Avalos
Songwriter
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Songwriter
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rico Beats
Rico Beats
Producer
CashMoneyAp
CashMoneyAp
Producer
L3gion
L3gion
Co-Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Sage Skolfield
Sage Skolfield
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rose Adams
Rose Adams
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nate Alford
Nate Alford
Recording Engineer
Alex Estevez
Alex Estevez
Recording Engineer
Nathaniel Alford
Nathaniel Alford
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Rico's going crazy again Yeah (Uh?) (CashMoney, CashMoney) Look, look (AP) I like my bitches, redbone, ass fat, Jell-O Light skin, yellow, iced out, hello I'm the king of New York, Melo Black hair by the Regis and Pello Ask around, niggas know me I'm a Europe boy, Ginóbili I like my bitches, redbone, ass fat, Jell-O Light skin, yellow, iced out, hello I'm the king of New York, Melo Black hair by the Regis and Pello Ask around, niggas know me I'm a Europe boy, Ginóbili I been so gone, I like redbones My type, light skin, ass fat, Jell-O (huh?) But bitches be switchin' sides nowadays on the regular I never respected it, money over bitches, I know that's everything Money over bitches, I know that's hot Rockin' VVS by Elliot wedding bands I will never ever give her no wedding ring .45 on my hip, I ain't fightin' 'em Chewin' on an Aderall like a vitamin Niggas pockets be on E Something they already know but I'm drivin' a T They makin' up rumors and lies, okay, I'm sick and I'm tired I'm mighty fatigued, none of my bitches be mine They coulda been one of yours, but they out of your league I'ma just call up Fatima, nah, that ain't really her name But she for the team I get fly as a bitch, like I looted up All this money you talkin' ain't new to us I'm the king of New York and on God If Pop was alive, there would have been two of us I like my bitches, redbone, ass fat, Jell-O Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello I'm the king of New York, Melo Black hair by the Regis and Pello Ask around, niggas know me I'm a Europe boy, Ginóbili I like my bitches, redbone, ass fat, Jell-O Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello I'm the king of New York, Melo Black hair by the Regis and Pello Ask around, niggas know me I'm a Europe boy, Ginóbili Pull up like Ace from the cleaners, Ace and I finesse Pop make a movie, sell out arenas She off the white, talkin' Demi Lovato All on my denims, since Murder Bravado AP Audemar, wet Aquafina Hittin' like Ike, singin' like Tina Dior on my body, sneakers got no creases They limited, baby tell me if you've seen 'em My diamonds dancin', paint her face like Marilyn Manson Then roll up that Woo, Runtz straight from Cali' Then get a plate from Sally's Quano blew his trial, they set him up These niggas mad as fuck You know what I rep, yeah, it's tatted up You ain't get fucked, 'cause your ass ain't fat enough If you talk crazy, get batted up, yeah I like my bitches, redbone, ass fat, Jell-O Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello I'm the king of New York, Melo Black hair by the Regis and Pello Ask around, niggas know me I'm a Europe boy, Ginóbili I like my bitches, redbone, ass fat, Jell-O Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello I'm the king of New York, Melo Black hair by the Regis and Pello Ask around, niggas know me I'm a Europe boy, Ginóbili
Writer(s): Alex Petit Sr, Pau Rosinach Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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