Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bubbly (with Drake & Travis Scott), artist - Young Thug.
Date of issue: 14.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bubbly (with Drake & Travis Scott) |
Wheezy outta here |
My career 'bout to blast like bubbly |
I'm not waitin' for her to say she love me |
I can tell she fuck with me, 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 L.A. on a private plane |
Could never come back and my family straight (Grrah) |
I'm touchable? |
No, 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) |
Five nights up, still poppin' and ragin' |
The SVR still lookin' deranged (Yeah) |
I want her, she wanted the same |
Hit 'em 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 way 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 see it 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) |
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 6, man, it's bigger than me |
Texas ranch 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 |