‘Bubbly’ Lyrics By Young Thug | Official Lyrics
Young Thug, Drake And Travis Scott Lyrics
‘Bubbly’ by Young Thug is another hit song off the rapper's latest album - Punk - on this track, Young Thug features Drake and Travis Scott, Read the Lyrics to ‘Bubbly’ below.
Drake, Travis Scott and Young Thug
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Bubbly Lyrics By Young Thug, Drake And Travis Scott
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Intro
Whezzy outta here
Verse 1: Young Thug
My career 'bout to blast like bubbly
I'm not waiting 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, Riding in the Porsche, rocking Tom Ford
I ball at Barneys, new Christian Dior
I took the jet to the New York store
She lick while I'm driving, I'm staining the floor
I took it off track, now I'm riding 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 screaming my name
I'm going 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 fucking 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 motherfucking 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, soaking wet (Yeah) and Coachella keep calling, they won't see the face
I took her to China and changed up her climate and now she ain't talking the same (Woah, yeah)
Five nights up, still popping and raging
The SVR still living 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 thinking
Back of these walls, I'm full of that drank, Eric came through with a little entertainment (It's lit) Area 29, got it looking like space
Houston, it's a problem way we busting up faces and shit, I came with the snakes, no squids (Straight up)
I broke out the game with a 456
She loving the fest, I see it
She loving the fest (Straight up, straight up)
Yeah, I see it on her face, and I'm loving that body
In lace, I know you loving Spider and Jack
Yeah, I know you got taste, if you love yourself, 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 begging 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, Doing 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 dipping
I don't care how wet I get her, she won't catch me
Three-twenty-five on the dashboard, Ride in the Porsche, rocking Tom Ford
Rocking her bed and the headboard
What, what, what, what?
Buying 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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