Verse 1 Em You know, young rich niggas Em You know so we never really had no old money Em We got a whole lotta new money though, hah Em (If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot ya) Chorus Em Raindrop, drop top (drop top) Em Smoking on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Em F*cking on your bitch she a thot, thot (thot) Em Cooking up dope in the crockpot (pot) Em We came from nothing to something nigga (hey) Em I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Em Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang) Em Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) Em My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Em Cooking up dope with an Uzi (blaow) Em My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) Em We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) Em My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Em Cooking up dope with an Uzi (dope) Em My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) Em We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) Verse 2 Em Offset, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo! Em Rackings on rackings, got back-ends on back-ends Em I'm riding around in a coupe (Coupe) Em I take your bitch right from you (You) Em Bitch I'm a dog, roof (grr) Em Beat the hoe walls loose (Hey) Em Hop in the frog, whoo (skrt) Em I tell that bitch to come comfort me (comfort for me) Em I swear these niggas is under me (hey) Em They hate and the devil keep jumpin' me (jumpin' me) Em Bankrolls on me keep me company (cash) Em We did the most, yeah Em Pull up in Ghosts, yeah (whoo) Em My diamonds a choker (glah) Em Holding the fire with no holster (Blaow) Em Rick the Ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler) Em This a Rollie, not a Muller (hey) Em Dabbing on 'em like the usual (dab) Em Magic with the brick, do voodoo (magic) Em Courtside with a bad bitch (bitch) Em Then I send the bitch through Uber (go) Em I'm young and rich and plus I'm bougie (hey) Em I'm not stupid so I keep the Uzi (rrah) Em Rackings on rackings, got back-ends on back-ends Em So my money making my back ache Em You niggas got a low acc rate (acc) Em We from the Nawf, yeah, dat way (nawf) Em Fat Cookie blunt in the ashtray (cookie) Em Two bitches, just national smash day (smash) Em Hop in the Lamb, have a drag race (Skrt) Em I let them birds take a bath, bathe (Brr) Chorus Em Raindrop, drop top (drop top) Em Smoking on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Em F*cking on your bitch she a thot, thot (thot) Em Cooking up dope in the crockpot (pot) Em We came from nothing to something nigga (hey) Em I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Em Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang) Em Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) Em My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Em Cooking up dope with an Uzi (blaow) Em My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) Em We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) Em My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Em Cooking up dope with an Uzi (dope) Em My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) Em We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) Verse 3 Em Pour a four, I'm dropping muddy Em Outer space, Kid Cudi (drank) Em Introduce me to your bitch as wifey and we know she slutting Em Broke a brick down, nutted butted, now that nigga ducking Em Don't move too fast I might shoot you (huh?) Em Draco bad and boujee (Draco) Em I'm always hanging with shooters (brrah) Em Might be posted somewhere secluded (private) Em Still be playing with pots and pans, Em call me Quavo Ratatouille Em Run with that sack, call me Boobie (run with it) Em When I'm on stage show me boobies (ay) Em Ice on my neck, I'm the coolest (ice) Em Hop out the suicide with the Uzi (pew-pew-pew) Em I pull up, I pull up, I pull up Em I hop out with all of the drugs and the good luck (skrrt) Em I'm cooking, I'm cooking, I'm whipping Em I'm whipping into a rock up, let it lock up (lock up) Em I gave her 10 racks Em I told her go shopping and spend it all at the pop up (ten) Em These bitches they f*ck and suck dick Em And they busting for Instagram, get your Klout up Em Uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a Segway (go) Em Yeah, dat way, I used to trap by the Subway (trapping) Em Yeah, dat way, young nigga trap with the AK (rrrah) Em Yeah, dat way, big dyke ho get it on, Macy Gray (hey) Chorus Em Raindrop, drop tops (drop top) Em Smoking on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Em F*cking on your bitch she a thot, thot (thot) Em Cooking up dope in the crockpot (pot) Em We came from nothing to something nigga (hey) Em I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Em Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang) Em Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) Em My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Em Cooking up dope with an Uzi (blaow) Em My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) Em We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) Em My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Em Cooking up dope with an Uzi (dope) Em My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) Em We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) Verse 4 Em Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Em My bitch she bad to the bone, ay Em Wait, these niggas watching Em I swear to God they be my clones Em Yeah, hey, huh Em Switching my hoes like my flows (what?) Em Switching my flows like my clothes (like what?) Em Keep on shooting that gun, don't reload Em Ooh, ooh, now she want f*ck with my crew Em Cause the money come all out the roof Em Drive the Rari, that bitch got no roof (skrt) Em Wait, what kind of Rari? 458 (damn) Em All of these niggas, they hate (they hate) Em Try to hide, shoot through the gate Em Look, go to strip club, make it rain, yeah Em So much money, they use rakes Em Count 100 thousand in your face (in your face) Em Yeah, then put 300 right in the safe Em Met her today, ooh Em She talk to me like she knew me, yeah Em Go to sleep in a jacuzzi, yeah Em Waking up right to a two-piece, yeah Em Counting that paper like loose leaf, yeah Em Getting that chicken with blue cheese, yeah Em Boy, you so fake like my collar Em You snaking, I swear to God that be that Gucci, aye Em And you know we winning (winning) Em Yeah, we is not losing Em Try to play your song, it ain't move me (what?) Em Saw your girl once, now she choosing, yeah Chorus Em Raindrop, drop top (drop top) Em Smoking on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Em F*cking on your bitch she a thot, thot (thot) Em Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) Em We came from nothing to something nigga (hey) Em I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Em Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang) Em Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) Em My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Em Cooking up dope with an Uzi (blaow) Em My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) Em We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) Em My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Em Cooking up dope with an Uzi (dope) Em My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) Em We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah)
