Bad and Boujee

Raindrops, droptop

Smoking, I'm cooking in the hotbox

Fucking on your bitch, she a thot, thot

Cooking up dope in the crockpot

We came from nothing to something, bra

I don't trust nobody, grip the, ah

Call up the gang and they come for ya

My bitch is bad and boujee

Cooking up dope with the Uzi

My hitters is savage, ruthless

We got thirties and hundred rounds too

So my bitch is bad and boujee

Cooking up dope with the Uzi

My hitters is savage, ruthless

We got thirties and hundred rounds too

Willy Will, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Rackings and rackings, got backend on backends

I'm riding around in a coupe

I take your bitch right from you

Bitch, I'm a dog, woof

Beat the hoe walls loose

Then hop in the frog

I tell that bitch to come comfort me

Swear all theses haters is under me

They hate and the devil keep jumping me

Bankrolls on me keep me company

Aye, we did the most

Pull up in Ghost's

My diamond's a choker

Holding the fire with no holster

Rick the Ruler, diamond cooler

This a Rollie, not a Mueller

Dabbing on 'em like the usual

Magic with the brick, do voodoo

Courtside with a bad bitch

Then I send that bitch an Uber

Young, rich, plus I'm boujee

Tryna make my life a movie

Raindrops, droptop

Smoking, I'm cooking in the hotbox

Fucking on your bitch, she a thot, thot

Cooking up dope in the crockpot

We came from nothing to something, bra

I don't trust nobody, grip the, ah

Call up the gang and they come for ya

Cry me a river, give you a tissue

My bitch is bad and boujee

Whipping up dope with the Uzi

My hitters is savage, ruthless

We got thirties and hundred rounds too

My bitch is bad and boujee

Cooking up dope with the Uzi

My hitters is savage, ruthless

We got thirties and hundred rounds too

Don't owe nobody, owe nobody

Always on the job, I got no hobbies

Got my city fucking with me 'cause I'm homegrown

Vibing out more than my phone though

See me lone, me on my own though

I cut that bitch off like an edit

My daddy a G, it's genetics

Heard your new shit, it's pathetic

And your contracts should be shredded

Took my dawgs on a private jet from the public housing

I kept it G, yeah, one thousand

Clique star-studded like the Paramount mountain

Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back

Wake up every morning, by the night I count stacks

Knew that ass was real when I hit it, bounced back

You ain't getting checks, yeah, yeah, yeah, chi, chi

Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back

I've been broke as hell, cashed a check and bounced back

D-town, LAX, every week I bounce back

If you a real one, then you know how to bounce back

Raindrops, droptop

Smoking, I'm cooking in the hotbox

Fucking on your bitch, she a thot, thot

Cooking up dope in the crockpot

We came from nothing to something, bra

I don't trust nobody, grip the, ah

Call up the gang and they come for ya

Cry me a river, give you a tissue

My bitch is bad and boujee

Cooking up dope with the Uzi

My hitters is savage, ruthless

We got thirties and hundred rounds too

My bitch is bad and boujee

Cooking up dope with the Uzi

My hitters is savage, ruthless