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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Vocals
OnPointLikeOP
Vocals
G Herbo
Vocals
Yoz Beatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Lyrics
Yosief Tafari
Composer
Kirston Hedge
Lyrics
Herbert R Wright
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Ciel Eckard-Lee
Assistant Mixing Engineer
David Bone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jason Goldberg
Recording Engineer
Yoz Beatz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Look
Look, see them hatin' ass **** talkin'
Tell 'em **** stop it
Woo back baby
Run down, chase 'em
Off the percy
Boy I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R
Shit look like a spaceship
Everything is updated
[Verse 2]
Say the folks took my man
So I'm droppin' the rakes
I ain't gon' stop until the bodies drop
And I can't wait to see that day
In my room cooks with Chick fil A
And a fifty cent cake
Now it's Maestro's for the steak
Yeah, I grew up in the hood
So please don't judge me by my ways
Hands down, look
If I see a opp it's a man down
Hold on, wait, I ain't never need a handout
They know my body
When the Woos in the spot
All the opps ran out
[Verse 3]
Look, see them hatin' ass **** talkin'
Tell 'em **** stop it
Woo back baby
Run down, chase 'em
Off the percy
Boy I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R
Shit look like a spaceship
Everything is updated
[Verse 4]
A thousand ways to get paid
1090 be exact
And I'm so stuck in my ways
That my bros steady move, attack
Hold on, hold on
Up in the rake you get rolled on
So many opps, so many shots
I don't know who we gon' roll on
Slide through
Servin' these **** like drive thrus
Red flag on
Bangin' on ****
Yeah I am feelin' like Raiyu
Try who
Pussy **** gon' try who
Ran through a hunnid
**** been a hunnid
Pull up the Woo then I slide through
[Verse 5]
Talkin', tell 'em **** stop it
Woo back baby
Run down, chase 'em
Off the percy
Boy I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R
Shit look like a spaceship
Everything is updated
[Verse 6]
GDK, GDK, GDK, GDK, GDK, GDK, EDK
Move over that's gang in the place
You can't add D, always have these flames in his face
And the IG gettin' opps carried away
Now the graveyard's runnin' out of space (Aye, aye)
45 like Amazon Prime put a **** in the air in a day (Aye, aye)
I'm in that Rolls Cullinan
And the doors comin' in
Smoking Za we got O's, bummin' em
And we always got hoes, comin' in
Chain **** sayin' Woo, like Pop Smoke
And I fuck with the Woo, word to Pop Smoke
OP from the floss, my vato
G Herbo
[Verse 7]
Tell 'em **** stop it
Woo back baby
Run down, chase 'em
Off the percy
Boy I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R
Shit look like a spaceship
Everything is updated
[Verse 8]
Woo back baby
Run down, chase 'em
Off the percy
Boy I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R
Shit look like a spaceship
Everything is updated
Written by: Bashar Barakah Jackson, Herbert R Wright, Kirston Ball, Kirston Hedge, Yosief Tafari