Young Thug Ft. Drake & Travis Scott – Bubbly


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Young thug Ft. Drake & Travis Scott– Bubbly

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  • [Intro]
    Wheezy outta here
    [Verse 1: Young Thug]
    My career ’bout to blast like bubbly
    I’m not waitin’ for her to say she love me
    I can tell she’ll fuck any man, trust me
    I got a ten-year-old mink still ain’t fuzzy
    Three-twenty-five on the dashboard
    Ridin’ in the Porsche, rockin’ Tom Ford
    I ball at Barneys, new Christian Dior
    I took the jet to the New York store
    She lick while I’m drivin’, I’m stainin’ the floor
    I took it off track, now I’m ridin’ in sport (Yeah)
    You stay in your feelings, you never my boy
    I can’t come to the hood, I pull a decoy
    Another body drop, and they screamin’ my name
    I’m goin’ to LA on a private plane
    Could never come back and my family straight (Grrah)
    Untouchable, know, I’m too rich and too paid
    Skeleton Cartier, black diamonds face
    Pull up too deep like a fuckin’ parade
    Old jealous-ass niggas tryna fuck up my pay (Ha)
    Blast off, Rolls Royce Cullinan rain (Broke niggas)
    I put baguettes in my wrist and my neck and my ears and my motherfuckin’ chains (Chains)
    This drip out the trenches, I know you gon’ dig it, I come through this motherfucker plain (Woah)
    I cut up my wrist, soakin’ wet (Yeah)
    And Coachella keep callin’, they won’t see the face
    I took her to China and changed up her climate and now she ain’t talkin’ the same (Woah, yeah)
  • [Verse 2: Travis Scott]
    Five nights up, still poppin’ and ragin’
    And the SVR still lookin’ deranged (Yeah)
    I want her, she wanted the same
    And them both, same time, both glad that they came (It’s lit)
    Keep me a vibe, but can’t keep it contained
    Know I keep me some dawgs, always keep ’em in training (Oh)
    Tat’ a logo on the back of my brain
    Don’t ask me what the fuck am I thinkin’
    Back of these walls, I’m full of that drank
    Eric came through with a little entertainment (It’s lit)
    829, got her lookin’ like space
    Houston it’s a problem when we bust in her face and shit
    I came with the snakes no squids (Straight up)
    I broke out the game with a 456
    She lovin’ the fest’, I see it
    She lovin’ the fest’ (Straight up, straight up)
    Yeah, I sit on her face, and I’m lovin’ that body
    And lacin’, I love you, lil’ Spider and Drake
    Yeah, I know you got taste, if you love you some, take shots with me
    If I love you, I’ll drop you a pin to a time and a place (Wait)[Verse 3: Drake]
    YSL’ll put a nigga six feet
    I ain’t beggin’ when I tell a bitch, “Please”
    Me and lil’ Thugger on fleek
    Now that lil’ ho wanna meet, ayy
    What, what, what, what?
    Fuck her on beat
    OVO life not cheap
    I’m a young boy too T’d
    Wire just hit my account, never seen that amount, oh God, I’m geeked
    Been on the charts for five hundred weeks, so somebody love when I speak
    Doin’ this shit just to show we get down in the 6ix, man, it’s bigger than me
    Texas rent so big, that shit is perfect for the dippin’
    I don’t care how wet I get her, she won’t catch me s—
    Three-twenty-five on the dashboard
    Ride in the Porsche, rockin’ Tom Ford
    Rockin’ her bed and the headboard
    What, what, what, what?
    Buyin’ out Louis and Christian Dior
    I took the jet to the New York store
    Park at the regular airport
    You stay in your feelings, was never my boy

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