So far, if one rapper can stake a claim to capture the year as their own, then Pusha T is making a thoroughly good job of it. One of the undoubted legends of the game, last week’s album release was the biggest splash in hip hop this year, providing enough coke-filled jams to make a narc jump out their skin.
Now, Push has returned just a week after his triumph to share a brand new video for his song ‘Call My Bluff’ which puts Pusha T in some unfamiliar surroundings. It’s Almost Dry may have put Push in his comfortable surroundings of high-powered rap, but this video changes everything.
In the video, directed by Omar Jones and Onda, the rapper is in the middle of a middle-class soiree as he sits down to a dinner party that could make Get Out feel like a welcoming party. Naturally, threaded through most scenes are shots of Push rapping, providing a perfect balance to the visuals.
It’s the toast to a brilliant week for Pusha T as he celebrates his album, It’s Almost Dry. Not only was the record produced by Kanye West and Pharrell Williams but also featured guest spots for Jay-Z, Lil Uzi Vert, Kid Cudi, Nigo, Don Toliver, and Labrinth as well as a reserved spot for Clipse bandmate No Malice.
You can watch the video for Pusha T’s song ‘Call My Bluff’ below.
Pusha T – ‘Call My Bluff’ lyrics
Everything don’t need to be addressed
The pull-ups like a FedEx truck
I can send some niggas ’round there right now
1-800-Call-My-Bluff
Wake your ass up where you rest
On time like a Amazon truck
I can send some niggas ’round there right now
1-800-Call-My-Bluff
Buffalo shrimp from Mahi Mah’s
Coke deals upstairs at the Ramada
The ocean front motels was popular
And crack was cemented phenomenon
Elected Presidential was on my arm
Red stripe Pradas, and on and on
Drivin’ a fiend car, dangerous, extremely armed
Shout to the branches, Antoine and Sean
Some niggas play different, involve your mom
Sister, aunt, niece, duct tape them all
We only in this sport to be LeBrons
When you’re used to platinum, that gold be bronze
You’re favourite rapper’s dressin’ like Comic-Con
These necklaces is different, from charm to charm
Bury drug money from lawn to lawn
We learn from the wizards and Poppa Ron’s
Everything don’t need to be addressed
The pull-ups like a FedEx truck
I can send some niggas ’round there right now
1-800-Call-My-Bluff
Wake your ass up where you rest
On time like a Amazon truck
I can send some niggas ’round there right now
1-800-Call-My-Bluff
Callin’ my bluff, gon answer, “Hello”
Service with a smile when I hand out halos
Shot clock shooters when I point ’em, they go
Now everybody askin’, “What happened?” They know
Rather watch the sunset in Turks and Caicos
Eatin’ kung fritters with chips and quesos
Don’t make me call my TTGs with Dracos
Who all got amnesia until the case close
Sometimes I wish my fanbase was more like J Cole’s
But dope boys gotta be the man like they know
How many more car faxes must get exposed
Imaginary shipments, fictitious payloads
You should listen to ’em on the platforms they on
The villains, the killings, no ceilings, I yawn
Niggas actin’ like we can’t pop up, hey Yon
We specialize in not gettin’ locked up, Akon
Everything don’t need to be addressed
The pull-ups like a FedEx truck
I can send some niggas ’round there right now
1-800-Call-My-Bluff
Wake your ass up where you rest
On time like a Amazon truck
I can send some niggas ’round there right now
1-800-Call-My-Bluff