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For The Night
Pop Smoke Lyrics


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(CashmoneyAP)
Get 'em, get 'em, oh
Oh (I'm tryna fuckin' get 'em)
Oh (I'm tryna fuckin' get 'em)
Oh, oh (get 'em)
Oh (gettin' big, goin' up)
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh

If I tell you once, won't tell you twice, yeah
I'm a thief in the night (thief in the night)

I did some wrong (oh, oh), but I'm always right (oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night (look)

If I call you bae, you bae for the day
Or a bae for the night, you not my wife
She want a killer to fuck all night
I wanna fuck on a thot, gimme head all night
AP, big rocks, in the hood with the 'Rillas
5K on the dinner, bring three hundred thou' to the dealer

I did some wrong (oh, oh), but I'm always right (oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night (Baby)

I'm rich but I'm ridin', I'm low on exotic
I'm 'bout to fly out and go get me some
Nothin' ain't seen, all this money on me
Hunnid racks in the bag, that's a honey bun
Baby OG, I been runnin' these streets
Got the game from Lashawn, I'm my mama's son
Learned 'bout the triple cross when I was young
And I know I ain't goin' so I keep a gun
I flew to Paris just to buy some Dior
She beggin' for attention, I don't see her
C.I.P Pop, I wish that you could see us
Million cash plus whenever I go re-up
I got some niggas in the street, won't beat me
I got the industry tryna be me
I just go Ray Charles, they can't see me
I'm in a Rolls Royce with a RiRi

I did some wrong (oh, oh), but I'm always right (oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night

Yeah, like a thief in the night (thief)
I pull up, give her D for the night (uh-huh)
Tryna fuck in the V, it's aight (let's fuck)
We can't fuck up my seats 'cause they white (watch my seats, watch my motherfuckin' seats)
I'm livin' like "Thriller," I only come out at the night time
She don't fuck with liquor, don't like bein' tipsy
She don't do the Henny, just white wine (what she do?)
Pop the cork on some new Pinot Grigio (yeah)
I pull up in the Porsche wit' a freaky ho (zoom)
Park the Porsche and pull up in a Lambo
I hop out, Major Payne, rockin' camo (yessir)
Think she cute, make her fuck, let her man go (she cute)
Like to shoot, light you up, bitch, I'm Rambo
Cuban link full of rocks, it's a choker (oh)
Rest in peace to the Pop, make me smoke ya

I did some wrong (oh, oh), but I'm always right (oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won't tell you twice
I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night

Overall Meaning

The song "For The Night" by Pop Smoke is a street anthem about the rapper's lifestyle and his relationships with women. In the opening lines, Pop Smoke declares that he is "tryna fuckin' get 'em," emphasizing his commitment to living life to its fullest as he gets rich and famous. The rapper then uses the metaphor of a "thief in the night" to describe his discreet and efficient approach to his pursuits.


Throughout the song, Pop Smoke boasts about his ability to shoot and fight, making it clear that he has no qualms about using violence to defend himself and his interests. He also mentions his preference for "thots" and casual hookups over committed relationships. The rapper flexes his wealth and status, discussing his expensive jewelry, pricey dinners, and trips to Paris to buy designer clothes.


Despite his confident persona, Pop Smoke acknowledges that he has made mistakes in his life, but guarantees that he is always right. Overall, "For The Night" paints a vivid picture of the rapper's world and values, showcasing his unapologetic approach to his life and career.


Line by Line Meaning

Get 'em, get 'em, oh
Encouraging fellow gang members to take an opportunity


Oh (I'm tryna fuckin' get 'em)
Acknowledging his desire to participate in the action


Oh (I'm tryna fuckin' get 'em)
Reiterating his desire to join the action


Oh, oh (get 'em)
Excitement and urgency to join the gang members


Oh (gettin' big, goin' up)
Celebrating his success and rise in status


Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Continuing to express excitement and adrenaline


If I tell you once, won't tell you twice, yeah
Asserting his authority and warning others to listen the first time


I'm a thief in the night (thief in the night)
Comparing himself to a sneaky, secretive criminal


I did some wrong (oh, oh), but I'm always right (oh, oh)
Acknowledging past mistakes but portraying himself as always in the right


Said I know how to shoot (oh, oh) and I know how to fight
Asserting his skills as a fighter and gunman


If I call you bae, you bae for the day
Promising temporary affection to his love interests


Or a bae for the night, you not my wife
Clarifying that his romantic interests are not serious or long term


She want a killer to fuck all night
Referring to the women he interacts with only as sexual objects


I wanna fuck on a thot, gimme head all night
Expressing his desire for sexual pleasure without commitment or responsibility


AP, big rocks, in the hood with the 'Rillas
Listing his expensive possessions and bragging about spending time with gang members


5K on the dinner, bring three hundred thou' to the dealer
Boasting about his wealth and spending habits


I'm rich but I'm ridin', I'm low on exotic
Acknowledging his wealth but expressing his preference for a modest lifestyle


I'm 'bout to fly out and go get me some
Planning to acquire more expensive items


Nothin' ain't seen, all this money on me
Not caring about his wealth being exposed to potential criminals


Hunnid racks in the bag, that's a honey bun
Carrying a large amount of cash


Baby OG, I been runnin' these streets
Describing himself as an experienced gang member


Got the game from Lashawn, I'm my mama's son
Acknowledging his family's influence on his criminal activities


Learned 'bout the triple cross when I was young
Describing his early exposure to devious tactics


And I know I ain't goin' so I keep a gun
Knowing his life is always in danger and remaining armed


I flew to Paris just to buy some Dior
Boasting about his luxury shopping habits


She beggin' for attention, I don't see her
Ignoring women who want his attention


C.I.P Pop, I wish that you could see us
Paying tribute to a deceased acquaintance


Million cash plus whenever I go re-up
Having large amounts of cash on hand when picking up more drugs


I got some niggas in the street, won't beat me
Having respect and a strong reputation in the gang world


I got the industry tryna be me
Being popular and influential in the music industry


I just go Ray Charles, they can't see me
Ignoring negative opinions and criticism from others


I'm in a Rolls Royce with a RiRi
Implying he is romantically involved with a woman like Rihanna


Yeah, like a thief in the night (thief)
Repeating his earlier comparison to a sneaky criminal


I pull up, give her D for the night (uh-huh)
Boasting about his success with women


Tryna fuck in the V, it's aight (let's fuck)
Seeking sexual pleasure in his vehicle


We can't fuck up my seats 'cause they white (that's my seats, watch my motherfuckin' seats)
Caring more about his car than the woman he is with


I'm livin' like "Thriller", I only come out at the night time
Comparing his lifestyle to Michael Jackson's iconic song


She don't fuck with liquor, don't like bein' tipsy
Describing a woman's preferences regarding alcohol


She don't do the Henny, just white wine (what she do?)
Clarifying what the woman prefers to drink


Pop the cork on some new Pinot Grigio (yeah)
Enjoying expensive wine


I pull up in the Porsche wit' a freaky ho (zoom)
Arriving in a sports car with a sexually adventurous woman


Park the Porsche and pull up in a Lambo
Switching from one luxury car to another


I hop out, Major Payne, rockin' camo (yessir)
Wearing camouflage clothing and feeling powerful


Think she cute, make her fuck, let her man go (she cute)
Manipulating women into cheating on their partners


Like to shoot, light you up, bitch, I'm Rambo
Boasting about his violent tendencies


Cuban link full of rocks, it's a choker (oh)
Wearing expensive jewelry


Rest in peace to the Pop, make me smoke ya
Paying respect to Pop Smoke and threatening his enemies


I did some wrong (oh, oh), but I'm always right (oh, oh)
Repeating his earlier assertion that he is always in the right


Said I know how to shoot (oh, oh) and I know how to fight
Repeating his claim to be skilled in violence and weaponry


If I tell you once, won't tell you twice
Repeating his warning to listen the first time


I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night
Repeating his earlier comparison to a secretive criminal




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Alex Petit, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Christoffer Marcussen, Daniel Moras Raab, Dominique Jones, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk

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@javiergijon2604

Pop smoke riding that Royce straight to heaven ,rip pop smoke🕊

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@fahimeh685

Even he died he Stell with us

@jacoblorenzo871

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@lonelycjay9342

1 year anniversary for this song

R.I.P Pop smoke🪦1999-2020

@fahdah106

Damn yea RIP woo

@freddyarango5724

Me to

@thatonedude000

He just was 21

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