Dre The Weirdo - Bad And Boujee (Remix) lyrics

[Verse: Dre The Weirdo] Weirdo (x5) My bars so cold like Sub Zero F.O.D. getting dinero f** saving hoes, not a hero Watch my back Slim, let me reload At yo direction, we gonna blow Then the squad leave, just like vama nos! My b**hes be bad and boujee Two b**hes in my jacuzzi Let's get naked, shoot a movie Curry clip, shoot you like movies Woah (x2) Just took a f** n***a hoe Squad with me, always on go Try me put you in d**h row Easy shot like a free throw (Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!) Easy shot like a free throw (Pah! Pah! Pah!) Mars walking, outer space F.O.D. we in the place Boomin, Metro with the ba** Smoke gas with my n***a Nate Sick with my flows Sick of these dumb hoes Do I love you? Hell no f** you one night let you go Pa** you off to the bro Kwam from Jersey, he say yo What we serving? Yayo Oh hehe... yeah you know Back to the basics We count benji faces We sprint, you be pacing Why the hell's you hating Don't be mad, just get it Stack it up, don't spend it On some rims, I spend it Good mouth game so splendid Hold up... Who that is out the door? Oh sh** 12 out the door! 12 out the door! Woo (x2) That was such a close call Dream team yeah we ball Got this crack, serve it all What (x6) b**h you not even that bad Hustle, getting to the bag We gang but we don't need a flag Ooh (x2) All this sauce drip on yo b**h She gone f** me and the clique On worldstar she get famous so quick Need cash go out and go hit a lick On the hip, yeah I keep me a stick From a quarter wow to a brick Whole team taking trips Travel fast, UFO Bad and boujee, that's fasho Come with me, let's ride fasho Are you down? She down fasho [Verse: Slim Count] OG (x5) Call me a cab, instead a Uber Called up my plug and my j**eler I gas up and shine at the same time Young n***a flex like Aruba f**ing your b**h, she so clueless You get out of line, that's your medulla Dominican b**h overseas Stacking up racks, I got cheese Jump from the stage, to the crowd Now I'm living like a dream (F.O.D.!) It's dripping so let's make it rain Your b**h got educated brain n***as don't understand the struggle I swear to God it be that pain All black Hummer, ruthless aggression Danny Glover, Lethal Weapon Janoris Jenkins, catching them plays Intercepting all them motherf**ing chickens Read that lil n***a a book, aye Call that sh** Charles Dickens I just stick to the g-code f**ing your b**h, she on Henny John Wick, one gun shot to the head Now he a dead man Now he a headless dead man Tryna gas for some (?) Trap full of that pack We don't negotiate with rats Call me Ray Allen with the three Tell them Slim Count got next