Channel: Gold Coast Vibes

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Description: Pop Smoke - Make It Rain (Lyrics) Stream - PopSmoke.lnk.to/MakeItRainYD • Pop Smoke: instagram.com/RealPopSmoke instagram.com/ShootForTheStars facebook.com/RealPopSmoke twitter.com/PopSmoke10 soundcloud.com/biggavelipro Gold Coast Music • Social Networks ► twitter.com/musicgoldcoast ► instagram.com/goldcoastofficial_ ﹉﹉ Lyrics of the song : - [Intro: Rowdy Rebel & Pop Smoke] Hahaha, hahaha Trash boo, nigga (Every time for free), fuck nigga Fuck is wrong with niggas, niggas don't really be on shit Tryna be fuckin' broke, nigga, online 'til the fuckin' switch, nigga, like See niggas in traffic, nigga, Ricky Run, nigga, yeah Suck my dick, nigga, to all the fuckin' opps, yeah You know what's up, nigga, gang (Don't fuck around) (Woo) Look [Chorus: Pop Smoke] I make it rain on whoever (Ah) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a dog, a Blue Devil I got these hoes like Hugh Hefner (Boo, boo) I make it rain on whoever (Ah) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a dog, a Blue Devil I got these hoes like Hugh Hefner (Grrt) [Post-Chorus: Pop Smoke] I can't fuck with these niggas, they not a hunnid (Nah) Trap phone keep jumpin' (Ah) Until the fiends don't want it (Want it) Tell Dread, "Keep drummin'" (Drummin') Tell Trey, "Keep comin'" (Grrt) Run Ricky, he runnin' (Brrt), run Ricky, he runnin' Look, gas in the air (Huh), 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 (Huh) Everything icy (Bro, let's go), three carats and a pointer [Verse 1: Pop Smoke] Look, ain't no apology These niggas doubted me, I keep a pole tucked (What?) Run up, catch a cold cut (Grrt), put his head on his shoulder (Bah) Got the guns in the sofa (Sofa) Nigga, what's the commotion? ('Motion) Put the guns in a holster (Ah) 'Til they smokin' with the soldiers (Woo) Then I'm back in the deep end (Ah) Trap, trap all season (Season) Trap open on the weekends (Weekends) Niggas mad 'cause I'm eatin' (Eatin') And I'm in the floor seat (Floor seat), where we stay reckless Twenty-five on the left wrist (Ah) Spent twenty-five on the necklace (I see it) Have ya momma 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 (Ah) Hoodie on, duckin' cameras (Cameras) If my opps in the foreign (Ah) Then we shootin' up the Phantom (Grrt) Know I'm outside (Ah), and I keep a pole (Yeah) And I'm with the roads (Ah), thirty K a show (Ah) Get it in between (Haha), get it any means (Fasho) Amiri for the jeans (I'm talkin' my shit), let a nigga run (Ah) [Chorus: Pop Smoke] I make it rain on whoever (Ah) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a dog, a Blue Devil I got these hoes like Hugh Hefner (Boo, boo) I make it rain on whoever (Ah) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a dog, a Blue Devil I got these hoes like Hugh Hefner (Grrt) [Post-Chorus: Pop Smoke] I can't fuck with these niggas, they not a hunnid (Nah) Trap phone keep jumpin' (Ah) Until the fiends don't want it (Want it) Tell Dread, "Keep drummin'" (Drummin') Tell Trey, "Keep comin'" (Grrt) Run Ricky, he runnin' (Brrt), run Ricky, he runnin' Look, gas in the air (Huh), 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 (Huh) Everything icy (Bro, let's go), three carats and a pointer (Rose gold) [Verse 2: Rowdy Rebel] Hello, this is a prepaid call from Bobby Baybay, bitch I got the call behind the border, this so lit too, fuck it I'm already goin' up it, my niggas ain't shodden, they dumpin' I hit his face like Busta Rhymes, why you say that? I touch it Them I threw the grip inside of the toilet with no remorse, I flushed it Why niggas still bluffin'? I still haven't seen nothin' 'Cause I'm on a plane with a Russian, gettin' head, concussion And it's niggas sayin' that it's lit, well shit, it's nothin' 'Cause I'm in the Wraith with your bitch, gettin' lit, stuntin' Go and grab your umbrella, 'cause we make it rain on whoever We make it rain on whoever [Chorus: Pop Smoke] I make it rain on whoever (Ah) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a demon, a blue devil I got these hoes like Hugh Hefner (Grrt) I make it rain on whoever (Ah) I make it rain, that Woo weather (Grrt, baow) Bitch, I'm a demon, a blue devil I got these hoes like Hugh Hefner (Grrt) ﹉﹉ #makeitrain #makeitrainlyrics #popsmoke #lyrics