Bashar Barakah Jackson (July 20, 1999 โ February 19, 2020), known professio… Read Full Bio ↴Bashar Barakah Jackson (July 20, 1999 โ February 19, 2020), known professionally as Pop Smoke, was an American rapper and actor from Canarsie, Brooklyn, New York. He started his musical career in late 2018 with his debut single "MPR (Panic Part 3 Remix)", and rose to fame with the release of his breakout singles "Welcome to the Party" and "Dior" in 2019. His style of rap was heavily influenced by 50 Cent, DMX, and Meek Mill and was characterized by a signature and distinguishable drill-style rap, the style typically seen in the UK rap scene. Pop Smoke was signed to Victor Victor Worldwide and Republic Records, and released his debut mixtape Meet the Woo in July 2019. His second mixtape Meet the Woo 2 was released on February 7, 2020, debuting at number seven on the Billboard 200.
Tragically, Pop Smoke was shot and killed during a home invasion in Los Angeles, California on February 19, 2020. To honor his legacy, his debut studio album and first posthumous project Shoot for the Stars Aim for the Moon was released on July 3, 2020, and debuted at #1 on the Billboard 200. The deluxe version of the album was released on July 20, 2020, which would have been Popโs 21st birthday. On June 23, 2021, Pop Smoke's management team released a trailer for his next studio album, Faith, set to be released on July 16, 2021.
Tragically, Pop Smoke was shot and killed during a home invasion in Los Angeles, California on February 19, 2020. To honor his legacy, his debut studio album and first posthumous project Shoot for the Stars Aim for the Moon was released on July 3, 2020, and debuted at #1 on the Billboard 200. The deluxe version of the album was released on July 20, 2020, which would have been Popโs 21st birthday. On June 23, 2021, Pop Smoke's management team released a trailer for his next studio album, Faith, set to be released on July 16, 2021.
Make It Rain
Pop Smoke Lyrics
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Dread Woo, nigga, fuck nigga
Fuck is wrong with niggas? Niggas don't really be on shit
(Beat by Yamaica productions, baby)
Niggas gonna be fuckin' broke, nigga
'09 to the fuckin' swish, nigga
We see niggas in traffic, nigga
Then Ricky run, nigga, yeah
Suck my dick, nigga
To all the fuckin' opps (you know the vibes, like)
You know what's up, nigga, gang (don't fuck around)
(Woo)
Look
I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (boom, boom)
I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (grrt)
I can't fuck with these niggas, they not a hundred (nah)
Trap phone keep jumpin' (uh)
Until the fiends don't want it (want it)
Tell Drell to keep drummin' (drummin')
Tell Dread keep dumpin' (grrt)
Run, Ricky, he runnin' (grrt), run, Ricky, he runnin', look (woo)
Gas in the air (uh), 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 (uh)
Everything icy (rose gold), three carats in the pointer
Look, ain't no apology
These niggas doubted me, I keep a pole tucked (know it)
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 (uh)
'Til they smokin' with the soldiers (woo)
Then I'm back in the deep end (uh)
Trap, trap all season (season)
Trap open on the weekends (weekends)
Niggas mad 'cause I'm eatin' (eatin')
And I'm in the flossy (flossy)
Where we stay reckless
Twenty-five on the left wrist (uh)
Spent twenty-five on the necklace (I see it)
Have your mama like, "Whoa, 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 (uh)
Hoodie on, duckin' cameras (cameras)
If my opps in the foreign (uh)
Then we shootin' up the Phantom (grrt)
Know I'm outside (uh), and I keep a pole (yeah)
And I'm on the roads (uh), 30K a show (uh)
Get it in between (haha), get it any means (for sure)
Amiri for the jeans (I'm talkin' my shit), let a nigga run (uh)
I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (boom, boom)
I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (grrt)
I can't fuck with these niggas, they not a hundred (nah)
Trap phone keep jumpin' (jumpin')
Until the fiends don't want it (want it)
Tell Drell keep drummin'
Tell Dread keep dumpin'
Run, Ricky, he runnin', run, Ricky, he runnin', look
Gas in the air, 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
Everything icy, three carats in the pointer (rose gold)
(Hello, this is a prepaid collect call from Rowdy baby, bitch) (baow)
I got the call behind the wall that it's still lit, then fuck it
I told Fetty go and up it
My niggas ain't talkin', they dumpin'
I treat his face like Busta Rhymes, why you say that? I touch it
Then I threw the grip inside of the toilet with no remorse and flushed it
Why niggas still bluffin? I still haven't seen nothin' (where he at?)
My chain hang, don't tuck it, I touch down, I'm bustin'
Tell the label I need five M's, if not, I ain't signing nothin'
'Cause I'm on a flight with a Russian, getting head, concussion
And niggas saying that it's lit, real shit, it's nothin'
'Cause I'm in the Wraith with your bitch, gettin' lit, stuntin'
Ball out in any weather, shit on Rowdy, you could never
Go and grab your umbrella, 'cause we make it rain on whoever
Baow, we make it rain on whoever
(Grrt, grrt, baow, baow-baow-baow-baow)
Look, I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (boom, boom)
I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (grrt)
Fuck is wrong with niggas? Niggas don't really be on shit
(Beat by Yamaica productions, baby)
Niggas gonna be fuckin' broke, nigga
'09 to the fuckin' swish, nigga
We see niggas in traffic, nigga
Then Ricky run, nigga, yeah
Suck my dick, nigga
You know what's up, nigga, gang (don't fuck around)
(Woo)
Look
I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (boom, boom)
I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (grrt)
I can't fuck with these niggas, they not a hundred (nah)
Trap phone keep jumpin' (uh)
Until the fiends don't want it (want it)
Tell Drell to keep drummin' (drummin')
Tell Dread keep dumpin' (grrt)
Run, Ricky, he runnin' (grrt), run, Ricky, he runnin', look (woo)
Gas in the air (uh), 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 (uh)
Everything icy (rose gold), three carats in the pointer
Look, ain't no apology
These niggas doubted me, I keep a pole tucked (know it)
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 (uh)
'Til they smokin' with the soldiers (woo)
Then I'm back in the deep end (uh)
Trap, trap all season (season)
Trap open on the weekends (weekends)
Niggas mad 'cause I'm eatin' (eatin')
And I'm in the flossy (flossy)
Where we stay reckless
Twenty-five on the left wrist (uh)
Spent twenty-five on the necklace (I see it)
Have your mama like, "Whoa, 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 (uh)
Hoodie on, duckin' cameras (cameras)
If my opps in the foreign (uh)
Then we shootin' up the Phantom (grrt)
Know I'm outside (uh), and I keep a pole (yeah)
And I'm on the roads (uh), 30K a show (uh)
Get it in between (haha), get it any means (for sure)
Amiri for the jeans (I'm talkin' my shit), let a nigga run (uh)
I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (boom, boom)
I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (grrt)
I can't fuck with these niggas, they not a hundred (nah)
Trap phone keep jumpin' (jumpin')
Until the fiends don't want it (want it)
Tell Drell keep drummin'
Tell Dread keep dumpin'
Run, Ricky, he runnin', run, Ricky, he runnin', look
Gas in the air, 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
Everything icy, three carats in the pointer (rose gold)
(Hello, this is a prepaid collect call from Rowdy baby, bitch) (baow)
I got the call behind the wall that it's still lit, then fuck it
I told Fetty go and up it
My niggas ain't talkin', they dumpin'
I treat his face like Busta Rhymes, why you say that? I touch it
Then I threw the grip inside of the toilet with no remorse and flushed it
Why niggas still bluffin? I still haven't seen nothin' (where he at?)
My chain hang, don't tuck it, I touch down, I'm bustin'
Tell the label I need five M's, if not, I ain't signing nothin'
'Cause I'm on a flight with a Russian, getting head, concussion
And niggas saying that it's lit, real shit, it's nothin'
'Cause I'm in the Wraith with your bitch, gettin' lit, stuntin'
Ball out in any weather, shit on Rowdy, you could never
Go and grab your umbrella, 'cause we make it rain on whoever
Baow, we make it rain on whoever
(Grrt, grrt, baow, baow-baow-baow-baow)
Look, I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (boom, boom)
I make it rain on whoever (uh)
I make it rain, that woo weather (grrt, baow)
Bitch, I'm a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner (grrt)
Pop Smoke's song "Make It Rain" is a hard-hitting anthem that embodies the rapper's signature sound. The song features a thumping trap beat produced by Yamaica Productions and includes lyrics that speak to Pop Smoke's lifestyle and rise to fame. The song starts with a diss against haters and naysayers that don't believe in him. The chorus is a repetition of Pop Smoke's proclamation that he makes it rain on whoever, and he is a blue devil that has the hoes lining up like Hugh Hefner. He also uses the lyrics to show his affinity for guns and his distaste for fake people. Pop Smoke describes how he can't mess with most guys because they're not trustworthy, and he has to keep a pole tucked to protect himself. He also mentions how he treats his enemies by putting their heads on their shoulders and throwing the guns in the sofa. Pop Smoke caps off the song with a declaration that he makes it rain on whoever and that nobody can touch him or his money.
Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Alyamani Ouadah, Bashar Jackson, Chad Marshall
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@clokk1181
you wasnโt supposed to go this early dawg๐๐ LONG LIVE THE WOO๐ซ๐
@rexjones691
Clokk that I was saying too today things just randomly happened sometimes if wasn't his time he was young and he didn't got sick and die his life was cut short by the person who kill him ๐ Rip ๐ Although we want you back popsmoke ๐
@rexjones691
What is GDK
@taralamlam1287
clokk
https://youtu.be/FSSFgWlDbJU
@PL-jo4yh
@@rexjones691 Gangster Disciples Killer
@brahmabull5018
Motivation Bless who gives a shit if itโs mean
@Ikr416
R. I. P POP SMOKE what a talent he was still makes me sad
@taralamlam1287
The darkest man in the corner shop
https://youtu.be/FSSFgWlDbJU
@tokio5945
Same. Here ๐๏ธ
@prxmise_wrld
This still makes me sad to