Bad And Boujee by Migos ft. Lil Uzi Vert
Key: EmEm | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


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
Fucking 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
Fucking 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 fuck 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
Fucking 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 fuck 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
Fucking 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)