You know, Young Rich, you know, so we ain't really never had no old money We got a whole lot of new money though This Young Mitchell, I don't trust you, I ain't gonna see you Hey! Raindrop, drop top, smokin' on cookin' the hotbox Cookin' on your bitch, yeah, dot, dot, dot Cookin' up, poppin' the crockpot pot We came from nothin' to somethin' Hey! I don't trust nobody with the trick Call up the gang and they come and get janked Cry me a river, give you a tissue My bitch is bad and bougie Cookin' up with a Uzi My n****s is savage, ruthless We got 30's and 100 rounds too My bitch is bad and bougie Cookin' up with a Uzi My n****s is savage, ruthless We got 30's and 100 rounds too All set! Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Records on records, got backers on backers I'm ridin' around in a coupe I take your coupe right from you I'm a dog, woo Beat her walls, loose Hop in the frog, woo I tell that bitch to come comfort me I swear these n****s is under me The hate and the devil keep jumpin' me Back rows on me, keep me company We did the most Pull up in Ghost My diamonds a choker Holdin' up fire with no holster Rid the ruler, diamond cooler This a roller, not a muler Dabbin' on them like the usual Magic with the brick, do voodoo Courtside with a bad bitch I'm young and richy, plus I'm bougie I'm not stupid, so I keep the Uzi Records on records, got backers on backers All my money makin' my back ache You n****s got a low act rate We from the north, yeah, that way Fat cookie in the ashtray This national smash that Hop in the LEM, have a drag race I let them birds take a bath, babe Raindrop, drop top Smokin' on Cook in the hotbox Cookin' on your bitch, yeah, dot, dot, dot Cookin' up in the crock pot Gang from nothin' or somethin' I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger Call up the gang and they come and get jank Cry me a river, give you a tissue My n****s bad and bougie Cookin' up with a Uzi My n****s are savage, ruthless We got 30's and 100 rounds, too My n****s bad and bougie Cookin' up with a Uzi My n****s are savage, ruthless We got 30's and 100 rounds, too Hold phone, droppin' money Out of space, kid, could introduce me And we know she slutty Broke a brick, down, nutty, buddy Now that ducky Don't move too fast, I might shoot you Draco bad and bougie I'm always hangin' with shooters Might be posted somewhere secluded Still be playin' with pots and pans Call me Quavo or Ratatouille Run with that set, call me boobie When I'm on stage, show me boobies Ice on my neck on the coolest How about the suicide with the Uzi I pull up, I pull up, I pull up, I hop out I'm cookin', I'm cookin', I'm whippin' I'm whippin' until it rock up, let it lock up I gave her ten racks, I told her go shoppin' And spend it all at the pop-up These n****s, they suck, and they bussin' For Instagram, get your clout up Yeah, that way Float on the track like a Segway Yeah, that way I used to track by the subway Yeah, that way Young Track with the AK Yeah, that way Get it though, Macy Drop top, drop top, smokin' on cookin' a hotbox Cookin' on your bitch, she a thot, thot, thot Cookin' up in the crockpot pot We came from nothin' to somethin' I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger Call up the gang and they come and get you Cry me a river, give you a tissue My n****s bad and bougie, cookin' up with a Uzi My n****s is savage, ruthless We got thirties and hundred rounds too My n****s bad and bougie Cookin' up with a Uzi My n****s is savage, ruthless We got thirties and hundred rounds too Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Bad, bad to the bone Wait, these n****s watchin' I swear to God, they be my clones Switchin' my n****s like my flows Switchin' my flows like my clothes Keep on shootin' that gun, don't reload Ooh, ooh Now she want all my crew Cause the money come all out the roof Drop the Rari, that bitch got no roof Wait, what kind of Rari? 458 These n****s, they hate Try to hide you through the gate Look, go to strip club, make it rain So much money, they use rakes Count a hundred thousand in your face Yeah, then put 300 right in her safe Met her today, yeah She talk to me like she knew me Go to sleep in a jacuzzi Wakin' up right to a two-piece Countin' that paper like loose leaf Gettin' that chicken with blue cheese Boy, you so fit like my collar, you snake And I swear to God, that be that Gucci Try play your song, it ain't move me Saw your girl once, now she choosin' Yeah, raindrop, drop top Smokin' on Cook in the hotbox Cookin' on your bitch, she a thot, thot, thot Cookin' up in the crockpot We came from nothin' to somethin' I don't try nobody, grip the trigger Call up the gang and they come and get you Cry me a river, give you a tissue Bad and bougie, cookin' up with a Uzi My n****s a savage roof We got thuggers, a hundred rounds too My n****s bad and bougie It's bad and bougie Cookin' up with a Uzi My n****s a savage roof We got thuggers, a hundred rounds too