Droppin’ Tears (Make It Official) lyrics

[Intro]
(KG the motherf*ckin' great)
(BasedKash on the beat)

[Chorus]
Huh, you bad, b*tchin' (Uh-huh)
Droppin' tears, you ain't really sad, is you? (Uh-uh)
You packin' bags, you ain't really mad, is you? (Uh-uh)
Go and wipe your tears with this Gucci rag, it's official (Uh-huh, uh)
Okay, huh, you rad, b*tchin' (Uh-huh)
You take two thirties, I'ma pop them Percs' wit' you (Uh-huh)
Your friend said she wanna get it in, she can catch the work with you (Uh-huh)
f*ck 'em in my Gucci rags, make it official

[Refrain]
Uh, sign that pus*y, I give it initials (Uh-huh)
I got Molly, Oxy, what you wanna get into? (Uh-huh)
All the bullsh*t and the struggle that I’ve been through (Uh-huh)
Nowadays, I just wanna order b*tches off a menu (C’mon, c'mon)
My life is crazy, story to be continued (Uh-uh)
I'm on tour with Nicki, I'm sellin' out the venues (Uh-uh)
This FN make 'em question, "Is it a pistol?" (Uh-huh)
This Smith & Wesson makе 'em freeze up like an igloo (Uh-huh), “Burbеrry Him”

[Open Verse]
[Chorus]
Huh, you bad, b*tchin' (Uh-huh)
Droppin' tears, you ain't really sad, is you? (Uh-uh)
You packin' bags, you ain't really mad, is you? (Uh-uh)
Go and wipe your tears with this Gucci rag, it's official (Uh-huh, uh)
Okay, huh, you rad, b*tchin' (Uh-huh)
You take two thirties, I'ma pop them Percs' wit' you (Uh-huh)
Your friend said she wanna get it in, she can catch the work with you (Uh-huh)
f*ck 'em in my Gucci rags, make it official

[Refrain]
Uh, sign that pus*y, I give it initials (Uh-huh)
I got Molly, Oxy, what you wanna get into? (Uh-huh)
All the bullsh*t and the struggle that I’ve been through (Uh-huh)
Nowadays, I just wanna order b*tches off a menu (C’mon, c'mon) My life is crazy, story to be continued (Uh-uh)
I'm on tour with Nicki, I'm sellin' out the venues (Uh-uh)
This FN make 'em question, "Is it a pistol?" (Uh-huh)
This Smith & Wesson make 'em freeze up like an igloo (Uh-huh), “Burberry Him”

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
Huh, you bad, b*tchin' (Uh-huh)
Droppin' tears, you ain't really sad, is you? (Uh-uh)
You packin' bags, you ain't really mad, is you? (Uh-uh)
Go and wipe your tears with this Gucci rag, it's official (Uh-huh, uh)
Okay, huh, you rad, b*tchin' (Uh-huh)
You take two thirties, I'ma pop them Percs' wit' you (Uh-huh)
Your friend said she wanna get it in, she can catch the work with you (Uh-huh)
f*ck 'em in my Gucci rags, make it official