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migos - bad commas lyrics

[intro: offset]
you know, young rich n-gg-s
you know so we never really had no old money
we got a whole lotta new money though, hah
(if young metro don’t trust you i’m gon’ shoot ya)
hey!

[hook: offset]
raindrop, drop top (drop top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’ n-gg- (hey)
i don’t trust n-body grip the trigger (n-body)
call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (blaow)
my n-gg-s is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (dope)
my n-gg-s is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

[verse 1: offset]
offset, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!
rackings on rackings, got back-ends on back-ends
i’m ridin’ around in a coupe (coupe)
i take your b-tch right from you (you)
b-tch i’m a dog, roof (grr)
beat the hoe walls loose (hey)
hop in the frog, whoo (skrt)
i tell that b-tch to come comfort me (comfort me)
i swear these n-gg-s is under me (hey)
they hate and the devil keep jumpin’ me (jumpin’ me)
bankrolls on me keep me company (cash)
aye, we did the most
yeah, pull up in ghosts (whoo)
yeah, my diamonds a choker (glah)
holdin’ the fire with no holster (blaow)
rick the ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler)
this a rollie, not a muller (hey)
dabbin’ on ’em like the usual (dab)
magic with the brick, do voodoo (magic)
courtside with a bad b-tch (b-tch)
then i send the b-tch through uber (go)
i’m young and rich and plus i’m bougie (hey)
i’m not stupid so i keep the uzi (rrah)
rackings on rackings, got back-ends on back-ends
so my money makin’ my back ache
you n-gg-s got a low acc rate (acc)
we from the nawf, yeah, dat way (nawf)
fat cookie blunt in the ashtray (cookie)
two b-tches, just national smash day (smash)
hop in the lamb, have a drag race (skrt)
i let them birds take a bath, bathe (brr)

[verse 2: quavo]
pour a four, i’m droppin’ muddy
outer sp-ce, kid cudi (drank)
introduce me to your b-tch as wifey and we know she sl-ttin’
broke a brick down, nutted b-tted, now that n-gg- duckin’
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 b–bie (run with it)
when i’m on stage show me b–bies (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 and the good luck (skrrt)
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 b-tches they f-ck and suck d-ck
and they bustin’ for instagram, get your klout up
uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a segway (go)
yeah, dat way, i used to trap by the subway (trappin’)
yeah, dat way, young n-gg- trap with the ak (rrrah)
yeah, dat way, big dyk- ho get it though, macy gray (hey)

[hook: offset]
raindrop, drop tops (drop top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’ n-gg- (hey)
i don’t trust n-body grip the trigger (n-body)
call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (blaow)
my n-gg-s is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (dope)
my n-gg-s is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

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