Luyện nghe bài hát Bad and Boujee [Explicit]

You know, rich niggas
You know so we never had no old money
We got a lotta new money though, hah
(If Young don't trust you I'm gon' shoot ya)

Raindrop, top (drop top)
Smokin' on in the hotbox (cookie)
Fuckin' on bitch she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin' up dope in the (pot)
We from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey)
I don't trust nobody grip the (nobody)
Call up the gang, and come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, you a tissue (hey)
My is bad and boujee (bad)
up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, (savage)
We got 30's and 100 too (grrah)
My is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin' up dope an Uzi (dope)
My is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got and 100 rounds too (glah)

Offset, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!
Rackings on rackings, got back-ends on
I'm ridin' around in a (coupe)
I take your bitch from you (You)
I'm a dog, roof (grr)
Beat the hoe walls (hey)
Hop in the frog, (skrt)
I tell that bitch to comfort me (comfort me)
I these niggas is under me (hey)
They hate and the devil jumpin' me (jumpin' me)
Bankrolls on me keep me (cash)
We did the most,
up in Ghosts, yeah (whoo)
My diamonds a (glah)
Holdin' the fire with no (blaow)
Rick the Ruler, diamonds (cooler)
a Rollie, not a Muller (hey)
Dabbin' on 'em the usual (dab)
Magic the brick, do voodoo (magic)
with a bad bitch (bitch)
Then I send the through Uber (go)
I'm young and rich and I'm bougie (hey)
I'm not stupid so I the Uzi (rrah)
Rackings on rackings, got back-ends on
So my makin' my back ache
You niggas got a low acc (acc)
We the Nawf, yeah, dat way (nawf)
Fat blunt in the ashtray (cookie)
Two bitches, just smash day (smash)
Hop in the Lamb, have a drag (skrt)
I let birds take a bath, bathe (brr)

Raindrop, top (drop top)
Smokin' on cookie in the (cookie)
Fuckin' on your she a thot, thot (thot)
up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey)
I don't trust nobody grip the (nobody)
up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, you a tissue (hey)
My is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin' up with an Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, (savage)
We got 30's and 100 too (grrah)
My is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin' up with an Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, (hey)
We got and 100 rounds too (glah)

Pour a four, I'm droppin'
space, Kid Cudi (drank)
Introduce me to your bitch as and we know she sluttin'
Broke a down, nutted butted, now that nigga duckin'
Don't move too fast I shoot you (huh?)
bad and boujee (draco)
I'm always hangin' shooters (brrah)
be posted somewhere secluded (private)
Still be playin' with pots and pans, me Quavo Ratatouille
Run with that sack, me Boobie (run with it)
I'm on stage show me boobies (ay)
Ice on my neck, I'm the (ice)
Hop out the suicide the Uzi (pew-pew-pew)
I pull up, I pull up, I up
I hop out with all of the drugs and the luck (skrrt)
I'm cookin', I'm cookin', I'm
I'm whippin' into a up, let it lock up (lock up)
I gave her 10
I her go shoppin' and spend it all at the pop up (ten)
These bitches they fuck and suck
And they for Instagram, get your Klout up
Uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track a Segway (go)
Yeah, dat way, I used to by the Subway (trappin')
Yeah, dat way, young trap with the AK (rrrah)
Yeah, dat way, big ho get it though, Macy Gray (hey)

Raindrop, drop (drop top)
on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
Fuckin' on your she a thot, thot (thot)
up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey)
I trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, you a tissue (hey)
My bitch is bad and (bad)
Cookin' up dope an Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, (savage)
We got 30's and 100 too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and (bad)
up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, (hey)
We got 30's and 100 too (glah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
My she bad to the bone, ay
Wait, these watchin'
I to God they be my clones
Yeah, hey, huh
Switchin' my hoes like my (what?)
Switchin' my like my clothes (like what?)
Keep on that gun, don't reload
Ooh, ooh, now she want fuck with my
Cause the come all out the roof
Drive the Rari, that bitch got no (skrt)
Wait, what kind of 458 (damn)
All of these niggas, hate (they hate)
Try to hide, shoot the gate
Look, go to strip club, it rain, yeah
So much money, they use
Count 100 in your face (in your face)
Yeah, then put 300 right in the
Met her today, ooh
She talk to me she knew me, yeah
Go to in a jacuzzi, yeah
Wakin' up right to a two-piece,
Countin' that paper loose leaf, yeah
that chicken with blue cheese, yeah
Boy, you so fake like my
You snakin', I swear to God be that Gucci, aye
And you we winnin' (winnin')
Yeah, we is not
Try to your song, it ain't move me (what?)
Saw your once, now she choosin', yeah

Raindrop, top (drop top)
Smokin' on in the hotbox (cookie)
Fuckin' on bitch she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin' up in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin' to somethin' (hey)
I trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, you a tissue (hey)
My is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin' up with an Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, (savage)
We got and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and (bad)
Cookin' up dope an Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, (hey)
We got and 100 rounds too (glah)