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Raindrops, droptop

Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox

Fuckin' on your b***h she a thot, thot

Cookin' up dope in the crockpot

We came from nothin' to somthin', brah

I don't trust nobody grip the ah

Call up the gang, and they come for ya

My b***h is bad and boujee

Cookin' up dope with the Uzi

My hittas a savage, ruthless

We got 30's and 100 rounds too

So, my b***h is bad and boujee

Cookin' up dope with the Uzi

My hittas a savage, ruthless

We got 30's and 100 rounds too

Willy will, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Rackings and rackings, got back-ends on back-ends

I'm ridin' around in a coupe

I take your b***h right from you

Bitch I'm a dog (roof)

Beat the hoe walls loose

Hop in the frog

I tell that b***h to come confort me

Swear all these hittas is under me

They hate and the devil keep jumpin' me

Bankrolls on me keep me company

Aye, we did the most

Pull up in ghosts

My diamonds a choker

Holdin' the fire with no holster

Rick the ruler, diamonds cooler

This a rollie, not a muller

Dabbin' on 'em like usual

Magic with the brick, do voodoo

Courtside with a bad b***h

Then I send the b***h an uber

Young and rich and plus I'm bougie

Try'na make my life a movie

Raindrops, droptop

Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox

Fuckin' on your b***h she a thot, thot

Cookin' up dope in the crockpot

We came from nothin' to somethin', brah

I don't trust nobody grip the ah

Call up the gang, and they come for ya

My b***h is bad and boujee

Cookin' up dope with the Uzi

My hittas a savage, ruthless

We got 30's and 100 rounds too

My b***h is bad and boujee

Cookin' up dope with the Uzi

My hittas a savage, ruthless

We got 30's and 100 rounds too

Don't owe nobody, owe nobody

Always on the job, I got no hobbies

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

Vibin' out more than my phone though

Leave me 'lone, me on my own though

I cut that b***h off like an edit

My daddy a G, its genetics

I heard ya new shit, its pathetic

And your contract should be shredded

Took my dogs on a private jet from the public housing

I kept it G, yeah, one thousand

Clique star- studded like the paramoumt 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 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

Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox

Fuckin' on your b***h she a thot, thot

Cookin' up dope in the crockpot

We came from nothin' to somethin', brah

I don't trust nobody grip the ah

Call up the gang, and they come for ya

My b***h is bad and boujee

Cookin' up dope with the Uzi

My hittas a savage, ruthless

We got 30's and 100 rounds too

My b***h is bad and boujee

Cookin' up dope with the Uzi

My hittas a savage, ruthless

Bad and Boujee de William Singe - Letras y Covers