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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Vocals
Hakan Akyol
Programming
Joseph Boyden
Programming
Queen Naija Bulls
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hakan Akyol
Songwriter
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Songwriter
Joseph Boyden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SephGotTheWaves
Producer
Hakzbeats
Producer
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Corey Nutile
Recording Engineer
Rose Adams
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sage Skolfield
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look
[Verse 2]
It's a whole lotta Glocks (Glocks)
Mops (TECs), TECs (TECs)
Shots (Shots), dots (Dots)
Knots (Mops), rocks (Rocks)
Ooters (Ooters), ooters (Ooters)
Shooters (Shooters), shooters
Rugers (Rugers), Rugers
Know a **** cooler than a cooler (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3]
Let me tell you why the opp **** hate me
'Cause I rock the nation, JAY-Z
Baby, baby
Baby, how the fuck can you play me?
Walk with it, never walk without it
Shoot a ****, never talk about it
Sold out shows, yeah, we T'd up
Christian Dior for the sneaker
And it's 10K for the feature
Take your bitch home or I'll eat her
Wanna play games with the Heat and the Rockets
Say the wrong thing, I'ma pop it
I'm a big dog, you ain't know though (Woo)
Gunshot, forward
Headshot, lower
I shoot a ****, then roll up
Rollie on my wrist ,gun up on my hip
Please don't say the wrong thing
You could get hit
I fuck with the Bloods, but I'm Crip, huh
I'm big 092, ****, woo, huh
Know I had the guns in the school
Lil ****, don't act like a fool
I leave that pussy wet, like a pool
[Verse 4]
It's a whole lotta Glocks (Glocks)
Mops (Mops), TECs (TECs)
Shots (Shots), dots (Dots)
Knots (Knots), rocks (Rocks)
Ooters (Ooters), ooters
Shooters (Shooters), shooters
Rugers (Rugers), Rugers
Know a **** cooler than a cooler (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a whole lotta Glocks (Glocks)
Mops (Mops), TECs (And TECs)
Shots (And shots), dots (Them mops)
Knots (Knots), rocks (Rocks)
Ooters (Ooters), ooters
Shooters (Shooters), shooters
Rugers (Rugers), Rugers
Know a **** cooler than a cooler (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 5]
Everything's signed, it's sealed
Baby girl, let me know if your love is real
Is it real? Is it real?
'Cause if it ain't, I gotta go (Go)
These are things I gotta know (Know)
Walk outside, I keep a pole (Pole)
I've been wildin' on the roads (Yeah, yeah)
Did 20K all in a day (Day)
Put some money in the safe (In the safe)
Gave five to my lawyer (Oh)
Then I went and bagged the Wraith (The Wraith)
Catch a body out the Tesla (Oh)
Know the Woo's do it better (Ooh)
If I don't got it, I'ma take it (Take it)
'Cause a **** gotta eat (Eat)
This my life, no fakin' (No)
Yeah, I'm really in the streets (Yeah, I'm really in the streets)
All these pussy **** hatin'
I sit back and sip a tea (Sip a tea)
I order steak on my lobster (Ooh)
Bon appétit (Bon appétit)
I drop 50K off to Sam (Sam)
Patek Philippe
[Verse 6]
You know I love that thug shit
Know I love that rough shit
You know I'm a good girl but I just might let you touch it
And you can't seem to stay up out of trouble, but I love it
If I'm your ride or die, baby, I want all or nothing, baby
Understand when the streets be calling your name
I'll be waiting up for you it's all part of the game
I know what I signed up for when I tattooed your name
On my heart, still holding you down, like I did from the start
[Verse 7]
It's a whole lotta Glocks (And Glocks)
Mops (Mops), TECs (And TECs)
Shots (And shots), dots (Them mops)
Knots (Knots), rocks (Rocks)
Ooters (Ooters), ooters
Shooters (Shooters), shooters
Rugers (Rugers), Rugers
Know a **** cooler than a cooler (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Written by: Bashar Barakah Jackson, Hakan Akyol, Joseph Boyden, Queen Naija Bulls