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Presenting you Bad and Boujee track was sung by Migos from the album Bad and Boujee (feat. Lil Uzi Vert). Rain Drop Crop Top Lyrics was written by Takeoff, Metro Boomin, Lil Uzi Vert, Offset, Quavo & G Koop.

Rain Drop Crop Top Lyrics

SongBad and Boujee ( Rain Drop Crop Top )
SingerMigos
LyricsTakeoff, Metro Boomin, Lil Uzi Vert, Offset, Quavo & G Koop
AlbumBad and Boujee (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)
Produced ByG Koop, Metro Boomin
LabelQuality Control

Rain Drop Crop Top Lyrics

You know
young rich niggas
You know so we never really
Had no old money

We got a whole lot of
New money though, hah
If Young Metro don’t trust
You I’m gon’ shoot ya
Hey

Raindrop, drop,
Drop top (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
F*ckin’ on your bitch
She a thot, thot, thot
Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to
Somethin’ nigga (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 bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with a Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with a Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

Offset, whoa, whoa
whoa, whoa, whoa
Rackings on rackings
Got backends on backends

I’m ridin’ around in a coupe (coupe)
I take your bitch right from you (you)
Bitch I’m a dog, woof (grrr)
Beat that ho walls loose (hey)
Hop in the frog, whoa (skrt)

I tell that bitch don’t come
For me (come for me)
I swear these niggas
They under me (hey)
They hate and the devil
Keep jumpin’ me (jumpin’ me)
Bankrolls on me
Keep me company (cash)

Ay, we do the most, yeah
Pull up in Ghosts, yeah (woo)
My diamonds a choker (glah)
Holdin’ the fire with no holster (blaow)
Rick The Ruler
Diamonds cooler (cooler)
This a Rollie not a Mueller (hey)
Dabbin’ on ’em like the usual (dab)
Magic with the brick
Do voodoo (magic)
Court side with a bad bitch (bitch)
Then I send the bitch through Uber (go)

I’m young and rich and
Plus I’m boujee (hey)
I’m not stupid
So I keep the Uzi (rrrah)
Rackings on rackings
Got backends on backends

So my money makin’ my back ache
You niggas got a low Act’ rate (Act’)
We from the North
Yeah that way (North)
Fat cookie blunt in the ash tray (cookie)
Two bitches
Just national smash day (smash)

Hop in the Lamb’, have a drag race (skrt)
I let them birds take a bath bae (brrrrr)

Raindrop, drip, drop top (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie
In the hotbox (cookie)
F*ckin’ on your bitch she a thot
Thot, thot (thot)

Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to
Somethin’ nigga (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 bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with a Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage
Ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with a Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

Pour a four, I’m droppin’ muddy
Outer space, KiD CuDi (drank)
Introduce me to your bitch-ass wifey
And we know she sluttin
Broke a brick down, nutty buddy
Now that nigga ducking
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
In the cooler (skrt)
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 bitches they f*ck and suck dick
And they bustin’ for Instagram
Get your cloud up

Uh, yeah, that way
Float on the track like a Segway (go)
Yeah, that way
I used to trap by the subway (trappin’)
Yeah, that way
Young nigga trap with the AK (rrrah)
Yeah, that way, big dyke ho get it on
Macy Gray (hey)

Raindrop, drip, drop top (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
F*ckin’ on your bitch she a thot
Thot, thot (thot)

Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to
Somethin’ nigga (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 bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with a Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with a Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My bitch she bad to the bone, ay
Wait, these niggas 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
Oh, oh, now she won’t f*ck with my crew
Cause the money come all out the roof
Drive the ‘Rari, that bitch got no roof (skrt)
Wait, what kind of ‘Rari? 458 (damn)
All of these niggas, they hate (they hate)

Try to hide shoot through the gate
Look, go to the strip club, make it rain (rain)
So much money they use rakes
Count 100, 000 in your face (in your face)
Yeah, they put 300 right in the safe
Met her today, oh

She talk to me like she knew me, yeah
Go to sleep in a Jacuzzi, yeah
Yeah, wakin’ up right to a two piece, yeah
Countin’ that paper like
Loose leaf, yeah
Gettin’ that chicken with blue cheese, yeah
Yeah, boy you so fat like my collar
You snakin’, I swear to God
That be that Gucci, ay

And you know we winnin’ (winnin’)
Yeah, we is not losin’
Try play your song,
It ain’t move me (what?)
Saw your girl once now
She choose me, yeah

Raindrop, drop, drop top (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
F*ckin’ on your bitch she a thot
Thot, thot (thot)

Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to
Somethin’ nigga (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 bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with a Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with a Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

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