Drip BBQ lyrics by Metro Boomin and featuring Quavo, J Money (ATL), and Waka Flocka Flame, is a high-octane trap anthem from his 2025 mixtape A FUTURISTIC SUMMA (hosted by DJ Spinz). This track is a celebration of Atlanta’s trap culture, dripping with swagger, wealth, and unapologetic energy. Metro’s signature production—booming 808s, crisp snares, and futuristic synths—sets the stage for Quavo’s melodic flow, J Money’s street flair, and Waka’s wild, rowdy energy. The lyrics flex luxury, party vibes, and street cred, with the catchy “T-T-U (Too Turnt Up)” chorus and “Drip BBQ” hook embodying the song’s over-the-top, turnt-up attitude. It’s a nostalgic nod to early 2000s Atlanta trap, blended with modern flair, making it a perfect summer banger for fans of Southern rap. Read the Drip BBQ lyrics by Metro Boomin below, and experience his passion for music.
| Lead Vocals | Metro Boomin, Quavo, J Money (ATL) & Waka Flocka Flame |
| Songwriter | Quavo, J Money (ATL), Waka Flocka Flame, Metro Boomin & DJ Spinz |
| Music Producer | Metro Boomin |
| Label | Mercury Records & Republic Records |
| Release Date | August 1, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Boominati Worldwide, Mercury Records, Republic Records & Universal Music Group |
Lyrics of Drip BBQ by Metro Boomin
[Chorus: J Money & Quavo]
T-T-U (Too Turnt Up)
Overly (Step), Yeah
Drip Bbq (Just That Drip)
Sauce All For Me (Southside)
Yeah, That Boy Been Took Off (Yeah), Rockin’ Me
Ooh, She Eat It Up (Hold Up, Hold Up, Hold Up)
Slide For Me (Let Go)
Sloppy, Guappy (Wop)
Pop It (How?), They Copy (Let Go)
Trending (Woah), Topic (Ah)
Extra (Ha) Bow, Bow (Bow, Bow)
Molly (Woah), Percocet (Sheesh)
Ecstasy (Ah), Bow, Bow (Bow, Bow)
Ice (Hotter), Baguattes (Hotter)
Go Gretzky (Hotter) Bow, Bow (Let Go)
[Verse 1: J Money]
I Go Extra Bow (Bow, Bow)
Every Skateboard Style (Kp)
I Throw Money Shower (Shower)
Nigga Go Like Bow (Bow)
Fine Bad Lil Shit
Slut Her Out
Migo Gang (Migo)
Bando High (Let Go)
[Verse 2: Quavo]
Wipe Me Down, Boosie (What?)
She Go Hoochie Coochie (Hoochie Coochie)
Turks, Aruba (Woo), Surfin, Groovy (Woah)
Top Down To Lose It (Skrrt)
Sauce, I Juice It (Sauce)
Moppin’ All The Blue Shit (Moppin’)
Private Low Exclusive (Yeah)
[Chorus: J Money & Quavo]
T-T-U (Too Turnt Up)
Overly (Step), Yeah
Drip Bbq (Just That Drip)
Sauce All For Me (Southside)
Yeah, That Boy Been Took Off (Yeah), Rockin’ Me
Ooh, She Eat It Up (Hold Up, Hold Up, Hold Up)
Slide For Me (Let Go)
Sloppy, Guappy (Wop)
Pop It (How?), They Copy (Let Go)
Trending (Woah), Topic (Ah)
Extra (Ha) Bow, Bow (Bow, Bow)
Mollly (Woah), Percocet (Sheesh)
Ecstasy (Ah), Bow, Bow (Bow, Bow)
Ice (Hotter), Baguettes (Hotter)
Go Gretzky (Hotter) Bow, Bow (Skate)
[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
You Know She Not Waka Girl ’cause Her A*s Not Fat
She A Ratchet-a*s Girl, Fu*ked Her In My Hellcat
Crash The Reaper With Some Heaters, I Be Senseless To The Max
How The Fu*k I’m Comin’ Down? Fu*k It, Throw A Pill Back
One, Bow
Two, Bow, Bow
Shake That A*s In The Middle Of The Crowd
Make Your Mama Proud (Squad), Make Your Daddy Proud
You Know When I Pop Out,
I Bring The Baddest B!tches Out Because I’m (Squad)
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