Young Kidz - Bad n Boujee lyrics

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Young Kidz - Bad n Boujee lyrics

[Intro: Jerry Boii, Young Rich Noah] This the Remix of Bad And Boujee YKMG, we got you, King get em [Hook: King Jay] Raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Playin' with your Ex she a thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' bro (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up my friends, and they come and get you (gang) Stop Crying me a river, give you a tissue (hey) Bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow) My squad is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah [Verse 1: Jerry Boii] Talking Junk, dem girls, gender racist Facing Charges, oh now you on them cases, drinking soup in my coupe, jump out, I roll away, all you can see is my lisence plate, dont be chatting bout them, they will track you down before you say "Crisis" Nice, huh, they always like it when, I Beat you up, cause thats not hard enough, crying for your life man heat it, im savager than savage, Im bringing the roof higher up, but when you look down, you say where my feet at, pray for you Blessings, Blessings, Blessed! Long Beach please preach, That why i sticked to my burner like white on rice Im like d**h Cause nobody alive gonna take me I'mma do me till the FBI gon' chase me Buddy, be on the block looking funny and shaky I'mma take a trip to where ever my money can take me And im trigga happy waiting for somebody to front I need to clap something i ain't shoot anybody in months There ain't nothing you can tell me to help you clown Im bout to slam the hammer and nail you down And i got over a hundred weapons in my gun collection People call me when they want protection But everyday i gotta blaze something Cause boys in the hood stay fronting Chill dubs you ain't got to say nothing [Hook: Rich Noah] Raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Playin' with your Ex she a thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' bro (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up my friends, and they come and get you (gang) Stop Crying me a river, give you a tissue (hey) Bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow) My buddy is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah [Bridge: Jerry Boii] Watches gold, buddy just got told Man you so rotten, your old Done with your ways Done with your games talking bout me Im Done Done, Over Done, Im Done [Verse 2: Rich Noah] Man, Im Done, its time to rehearse Talking bout GT, where me team? Dream Team, Leaking from a peak, from me to the potty, she go to the bathroom in my house, then she look at my photos and my bounce, i should take her, then k** her, im a teaser, Savage, with a baggage, not my fault, you take me, shooting the wild like a rampage, with a person named Vacay, so they were taking a Vacay, they got Rack-aids, too bad you just got schooled. I stepped in the game i blew up quick like rhinos Every shot that i bust at people i land mines I own acres now all this girls cry I copped both rovers the range and the car dies The Game schemin' on me got the kid light on ice That why i sticked to my burner like white on rice Im like Darth Vader Eat that junk up Its not Alligator, mixing up soup Get me an Uber, God Dang! 21 Books, I love stories (back up) 21 Roasts, Imma savage (Raindrop) [Hook: Jerry Boii] Raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Playin' with your Ex she a thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' bro (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up my friends, and they come and get you (gang) Stop Crying me a river, give you a tissue (hey) Bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow) My buddy is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) Bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (dope) My friends is savage, ruthless (hey) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) [Verse 3: King Jay] Boujee, where Lil Uzi? He ain't even cool, im not a fool I got these people, in a week, dont be frontin', I ain't cheap, watch boii with them Curry's, watch Noah with the Jordan's, I got KD's we sneaker head's, but when Migos here im out they with the Dope, we leaving, just making money, thats the deal People trying me I wanna hurl Rack-Aids But everyday i gotta blaze something Why you mad for Mad cause my chain flooded Or because i walk the streets with it like it ain't nothing I mess with your team and give it to em how they roast me Turn em over and throw away up in they stomach And when im finshed i pa** em off to her eight cousin Every girl i boned i get em tape covered Walk in the stage spot spend about 800 Walk in the store buy ICEE like it ain't nothing but they eake me.They dont wanna hate me. Just cuz im funny Rain on them, show em it is something [Interlude: Jerry Boii] Bad, Bad, Bad, Bad and Boujee Boujee, Boujee, Boujee Bad and Boujee Cookin' up dope with an Uzi My buddy is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too [Outro: All] Ykmg4ever!