Migos – Bad and Boujee Lyrics Ft Lil Uzi


Intro
You know, young rich n*ggas
You know so we never really had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though, hah
(If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot ya)
Hey!

Hook
Raindrop, drop top (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
F***in’ on your b*tch she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to somethin’ n*gga (hey)
I don’t trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
My b*tch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My n*ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My b*tch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My n*ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

Verse 1
Offset, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!
Rackades on rackades, got back-ends on back-ends
I’m ridin’ around in a coupe (coupe)
I take your b*tch right from you (You)
b*tch I’m a dog, roof (grr)
Beat the hoe walls loose (hey)
Hop in the frog, whoo (skrt)
I tell that b*tch to come comfort me (comfort me)
I swear these n*ggas is under me (hey)
They hate and the devil keep jumpin’ me (jumpin’ me)
Bankrolls on me keep me company (cash)
Aye, we did the most
Yeah, pull up in Ghosts (whoo)
Yeah, my diamonds a choker (glah)
Holdin’ the fire with no holster (blaow)
Rick the Ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler)
This a Rollie, not a Muller (hey)
Dabbin’ on ’em like the usual (dab)
Magic with the brick, do voodoo (magic)
Courtside with a bad b*tch (b*tch)
Then I send the b*tch through Uber (go)
I’m young and rich and plus I’m bougie (hey)
I’m not stupid so I keep the Uzi (rrah)
Rackings on rackings, got back-ends on back-ends
So my money makin’ my back ache
You n*ggas got a low acc rate (acc)
We from the Nawf, yeah, dat way (nawf)
Fat Cookie blunt in the ashtray (cookie)
Two b*tches, just national smash day (smash)
Hop in the Lamb, have a drag race (skrt)
I let them birds take a bath, bathe (brr)

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Hook
Raindrop, drop top (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
F***in’ on your b*tch she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to somethin’ n*gga (hey)
I don’t trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
My b*tch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My n*ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My b*tch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My n*ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

Verse 2
Pour a four, I’m droppin’ muddy
Outer space, Kid Cudi (drank)
Introduce me to your b*tch as wifey and we know she sluttin’
Broke a brick down, nutted butted, now that n*gga duckin’
Don’t move too fast I might shoot you (huh?)
Draco bad and boujee (draco)
I’m always hangin’ with shooters (brrah)
Might be posted somewhere secluded (private)
Still be playin’ with pots and pans, call me Quavo Ratatouille
Run with that sack, call me Boobie (run with it)
When I’m on stage show me boobies (ay)
Ice on my neck, I’m the coolest (ice)
Hop out the suicide with the Uzi (pew-pew-pew)
I pull up, I pull up, I pull up
I hop out with all of the drugs and the good luck (skrrt)
I’m cookin’, I’m cookin’, I’m whippin’
I’m whippin’ into a rock up, let it lock up (lock up)
I gave her 10 racks
I told her go shoppin’ and spend it all at the pop up (ten)
These b*tches they f**k and suck d*ck
And they bustin’ for Instagram, get your Klout up
Uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a Segway (go)
Yeah, dat way, I used to trap by the Subway (trappin’)
Yeah, dat way, young n*gga trap with the AK (rrrah)
Yeah, dat way, big dyke ho get it though, Macy Gray (hey)

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Hook
Raindrop, drop tops (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
F**kin’ on your b*tch she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to somethin’ n*gga (hey)
I don’t trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
My b*tch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My n*ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My b*tch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My n*ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My b*tch she bad to the bone, ay
Wait, these n*ggas watchin’
I swear to God they be my clones
Yeah, hey, huh
Switchin’ my hoes like my flows (what?)
Switchin’ my flows like my clothes (like what?)
Keep on shootin’ that gun, don’t reload
Ooh, ooh, now she want f**k with my crew
Cause the money come all out the roof
Drive the Rari, that b*tch got no roof (skrt)
Wait, what kind of Rari? 458 (damn)
All of these n*ggas, they hate (they hate)
Try to hide, shoot through the gate
Look, go to strip club, make it rain, yeah
So much money, they use rakes
Count 100 thousand in your face (in your face)
Yeah, then put 300 right in the safe
Met her today, ooh
She talk to me like she knew me (yeah)
Go to sleep in a jacuzzi, yeah
Wakin’ up right to a two-piece (yeah)
Countin’ that paper like loose leaf (yeah)
Gettin’ that chicken with blue cheese (yeah)
Boy, you so fake like my collar, you snakin’
I swear to God that be that Gucci (aye)
And you know we winnin’ (winnin’)
Yeah, we is not losin’
Try to play your song, it ain’t move me (what?)
Saw your girl once, now she choosin’ (yeah)

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Hook
Raindrop, drop top (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
F**kin’ on your b*tch she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to somethin’ n*gga (hey)
I don’t trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
My b*tch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My n*ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My b*tch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My n*ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)