Bubbly (with Drake & Travis Scott) - 歌词大全

Wheezy outta here My career 'bout to blast like bubbly I'm not waiting for her to say she love me I can tell she **** with me, man trust me I got a ten year old mink still like fuzzy Three-twenty-five on the dashboard Ride in the Porsche rockin' Tom Ford I ball at Barneys in Christian Dior I took the jet to the New York store She lick while I'm drivin', I'm stainin' the floor I take 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 decor Another body drop and they spellin' 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, blood diamond space Pull up two deep like a ****in' [?] [?] ass niggas tryna **** up my pay (Ha) Blast off [?] (Broke niggas) I put baguettes in my wrist and my neck and my ears and my mother****in' chains (Chains) This drip out the trenches, I know you gon' dig it I copped [?] **** a plain jane I cut off my wrist, soakin' wet (Yeah) In Coachella, keep callin' and they won't see the face I took her to China and changed up her [?] Now she ain't talkin' the same (Woah) Five nights straight, still poppin' and ragin' The SVR still live at the rage I want her, she wanted the same Man, the both same time, both glad that they came (It's lit) Keep me a vibe but can't keep me contained Know I keep me some dawgs, always keep [?] (Oh) Tatt' a logo on the back of my brain Don't ask me what the **** am I thinkin' Back of these walls, I'm full of that drank Eric came through with a little entertainment (It's lit) 829/Eight-twenty-nine, got her lookin' like space Houston it's a problem when we bust in her face and shit I came with the snakes no squeeze (Straight up) I broke out the game with a 456/four-five-six She lovin' the [?], I see it She lovin' the [?] (Straight up, straight up) See I see on her face and I'm lovin' that body And lacin', I love you lil' spidey and [?] 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 Know the lil' hoe wanna meet, ayy What, what, what, what? **** her on beat OVO life not cheap I'm a young boy too T'd Why I just seen my account, never seen that ammount, 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/Six, 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, she won't catch me 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, you never my boy