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 livin' 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 Area 29 got it lookin' like space Houston it's a problem way we bustin' up faces 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 In lace I know you lovin' 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 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- 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