Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tobe Nwigwe
Performer
Fat Nwigwe
Vocals
Ludwig Göransson
Performer
Ngawang Samphel
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tobe Nwigwe
Songwriter
Ludwig Göransson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ludwig Göransson
Producer
Ngawang Samphel
Producer
Dorothy Chan
Recording Engineer
Kyle Miller
Recording Engineer
Ismael Garza
Recording Engineer
Matt Schaeffer
Mixing Engineer
Gavin Lurssen
Mastering Engineer
Reuben Cohen
Mastering Engineer
Lurssen Mastering
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Refrain]
Drip, glow, soul, way
Clip, pole, smoke, fade
They want the drip, glow, soul, wave
Clip, pole, smoke, fade
[Chorus]
They want the drip, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the wave
I keep a clip, I keep a pole
Who want the smoke? Who want the fade?
[Instrumental]
Ouch, bounce, crouch, or get slouched
My whole hood devout and
Vouch for the poems out of my mouth
My mama told me not to be a harlot
My granny helped me take the wise route
Although I'm itty-bitty, sittin' pretty
If the situation sticky, lights out
Funny how they want the
[Refrain]
Drip, glow, soul, way
Clip, pole, smoke, fade
They want the drip
[Instrumental]
Look, I know you on my bumper
I know you want my thunder
Why the laws wanna take us under?
Why the hell am I in this jungle?
I know you on my bumper
I know you want my thunder
Why the laws wanna take us under?
Why the hell am I in this jungle?
[Verse 1]
Why the hell the law wanna press me?
A little wrinkle in time, make you pull the iron out
Find out what I'm 'bout from the inside out
Ride out the hideout prayin' we don't strike out
Fire out while we drive out, ain't no timeouts
We don't cry 'bout how they try to take us all out, look
[Chorus]
They want the drip
They want my soul
I keep a clip
Who want the smoke?
They want the drip, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the wave
I keep a clip, I keep a pole
Who want the smoke? Who want the fade?
[Instrumental]
I can't feel my feet (Fallin')
I feel incomplete (Fallin')
I came here to speak (Fallin')
My body is weak (Fallin')
I can't feel my feet (Fallin')
I feel incomplete (Fallin')
I came here to speak (Fallin')
My body is weak (Fallin')
I came here to speak (Fallin')
[Instrumental]
They want the drip, they want the glow
They want my soul, they want the wave
I keep a clip, I keep a pole
Who want the smoke? Who want the fade?
Written by: Ludwig Göransson, Tobe Nwigwe