Pop Smoke – Make It Rain Lyrics

Pop Smoke Make It Rain Lyrics

[Intro: Pop Smoke] Trash boo, niqqa, f–k niqqa
F–k is wrong with niqqas? Niqqas don’t really be on sh-t (Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby)
Niqqas gonna be f–kin’ broke, ni–a
09 to the f–kin’ swish, ni–a
We see ni–as in traffic, ni–a
Then Ricky run, ni–a, yeah
Suck my d!ck, ni–a
To all the f–kin’ opps
You know what’s up, ni–a, gang (Don’t f–k around)
(Woo), look

[Chorus: Pop Smoke] I make it rain on whoever (Uh)
I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow)
B-tch, 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)
B-tch, I’m a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (Grrt)

[Post-Chorus: Pop Smoke] I can’t fvck with these niqqas, they not a hundred (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

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke] Look, ain’t no apology
These niqqas 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)
Ni–a, 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)
Niqqas mad ’cause I’m eatin’ (Eatin’)
And I’m in the flossy (Flossy)
Where we stay reckless
Twenty-five on the left wrist (Uh)
Spent twenty-five 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 sh!t), let a niqqa run (Uh)

[Post-Chorus: Pop Smoke] I can’t f–k with these ni–as, they not a hundred (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)

[Interlude] Hello, this is a prepaid collect call from Rowdy baby, b-tch (Baow)

[Verse 2: Rowdy Rebel] I got the call behind the wall that it’s still lit, then f–k it
I’m already gon’ up it
My niqqas 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 niqqas 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 niqqas saying that it’s lit, real sh-t, it’s nothin’
‘Cause I’m in the Wraith with your bit-h, gettin’ lit, stuntin’
Ball out in any weather, sh-t 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)

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