bubbles (feat. Crosby)

bbno$

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    Uh yeah
    I got money in the bank with the papa

    [bbno$]
    Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
    Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
    Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Whatchu gon' do?)
    What you 'gon do lil' bitch?
    Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
    Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
    Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Lil' bitch)
    What you 'gon do lil' bitch?

    [Crosby]
    Yeah, I'm a chief, though
    Watchin' all these niggas tryna catch up as I cheef dope
    Shawty love the records can't impress us 'less she deepthroat
    Gotta bring some lessons for the fellas, this a freak show
    Ain't a thing to tell us, used to sell us on the cheap, though
    Now they linin' pockets, 'cause they noggin full of heat quotes
    I ain't made for college and them dollars really speak, so
    Motherfuck some knowledge, put some mileage on the Jeep, go
    Out and break the silence till we pilin', then I reload
    Came into the villa filled with women and some weed smoke
    Papí gon' deliver, it's a given when the beat blow
    Niggas only killers through the Twitter, how you G's, though?
    Niggas think they realer, droppin' filler, how you eat, bro?
    Tried a lil' revival of your idols, it was weak folk
    Every time you try you get denied, you better reload
    Havin' thoughts of ridin' through my side, you better creep slow
    And check the cheat code

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    [Bbno$]
    Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
    Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
    Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Whatchu gon' do?)
    What you 'gon do lil' bitch?
    Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
    Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
    Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Lil bitch)
    What you 'gon do lil' bitch?

    I'ma tell you straight up what I'm gon' do
    Think I gotta poo
    Think its kinda obvious I'm gonna take a shit on you
    You got baby wipes?
    Check my Gucci stripes (stripes)
    Teeth be flossin' so I got some golden pearly whites
    People say this baby is so seasoned, I'm arugula
    Half Danish sussyboy, my flow is so Wonderboy
    Ya lady friend like came on over
    Wonder where my trousers are
    My Tommy drawers, my 'Sace drawers
    I'm puttin' on some Gucci drawers
    I lost 'em last week, and your bitch be nasty
    Money blue, be mystic
    Splash on her like Misty
    Rollie on my wrist-y
    Gettin cream like Cristy
    Clarke, yeah, fuck a sixteen, baby

    Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
    Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
    Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Whatchu gon' do?)
    What you 'gon do lil' bitch?
    Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
    Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
    Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Lil bitch)
    What you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Yeah baby)

    Hey, let me do some adlibs

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    Composición: Garrett Hartnell y Braxton Crosby

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