Rah Swish – “Woo It Again” [Audio, Lyrics]

Brooklyn rapper, Rah Swish returns with a new single titled “Woo It Again”. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Rah Swish Woo It Again

Brooklyn is still on the rise. The drill scene has gotten a bit oversaturated in the past year, especially with Pop Smoke’s passing. However, there’s still a slew of artists that are bringing their stories to the world. Take Rah Swish, for example. He’s been carving out his own lane in the drill scene to his own success and each track feels like he’s exploring beyond the regional sound that he entered with.

This week, the rapper returned with his latest offering, “Woo It Again.” The rapper takes on grungy, guitar-heavy production as he heavily reps the BK. “Feelin’ like I’m Jigga/ New Yankee fitted,” he raps on the track.

Rah Swish – Woo It Again

Lyrics

[Intro]
We goin’ up, uh

[Verse 1]
How dare you niggas say these Brooklyn rappers is the truth (Nigga, what?)
He is alright but he’s not Woo (Woo)
Rah Swish that proof, (What?) kick back, move
Shot for the Stars (Baow), Aim for the Moon
Baby girl, is you with it? (With it)
Ain’t been here in a minute (Minute)
Feeling like I’m Jigga (Jigga)
Blue Yankee fitted (Woo)
New Amiri denim (Denim)
Blue hunnids in ’em (In ’em)
Car windows tinted (Skrr)
Stars in my ceiling (Look, Woo)

[Chorus]
Look
12 AM, I’m probably callin’ the Woos (Throw your hands up)
1 AM, I’m probably linkin’ your boo (Throw your hands up)
2 AM, I’m probably leavin’ the stu’ (Throw your hands up)
3 AM, we all go makin’ some moves (Throw your hands up)
4 AM, I’m out the spot with the guys (Throw your hands up)
5 AM, I’m in the diner with thots (Throw your hands up)
6 AM, I’m probably callin’ my bitch (Throw your hands up)
12 AM, we tryna do it again (Throw your hands up)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, look
We gon’ call up her friend and we gon’ make it, it’s a movie
I know the bouncers to the club so I got in with the toolie
I’m surrounded by the shooters when you see me, salute me
And this bitch know all my lyrics, tryna make her a groupie
Told her I’m from the Big, but they swear they ain’t cuzzy
Baby girl, I’m double G, you should know that I’m Gucci
Percocet and Molly water, bae, this shit got me moody
If that nigga act up, he get smoked like a loosie
I see you got a little dough, that’s cool with me
You with a couple hoes, that’s cool with me
I see them SI’s and fake jewelry
But none of y’all motherfuckas could woo with me

[Chorus]
12 AM, I’m probably callin’ the Woos (Throw your hands up)
1 AM, I’m probably linkin’ your boo (Throw your hands up)
2 AM, I’m probably leavin’ the stu’ (Throw your hands up)
3 AM, we all go makin’ some moves (Throw your hands up)
4 AM, I’m out the spot with the guys (Throw your hands up)
5 AM, I’m in the diner with thots (Throw your hands up)
6 AM, I’m probably callin’ my bitch (Throw your hands up)
12 AM, we tryna do it again, look (Throw your hands up)