Bubble Bath (feat. Roc Marciano)

Way back, way back into time (We gon' do this shit now, man, fuck that)
Damon, Cruse, go pass the ball
Uh, bubble bath, uh
Uh, click, splash, bubble bath
Bubble bath (Bubble bath), uh, uh

Yo, yo, got twelve on the tail (Woop, woop)
I'm smelling like fish-scale, there's always a twist to a swell-written film
Before we bail, I did a line off my lady titty like Ricky Bell
Baby girl get busy as well
They ain't got shit on me, hell, I may as well be strippin' in Chippendales
Naked with nothing but just a Richard Mill' (Woo)
Bitch, I'm rich for real, you just pigeon shit on the windshield
Icy wrist chill on the Benz steering wheel
Wheel and deal, paint the V12 teal (Paint it)
Bentleys, females, Achille's heel (Ow)
You know the drill, it's kill or be killed, that's Fendi belt (Facts)
This a level above material wealth (Way back into time)
Inside my mind is a diamond mine
This is a homicide (Murder)
Took it to trial, beat it like Amistad (That's free)
Ask my top five, bet I reply Me five times like Dylan
I'm going on a diatribe (Marci')
I'm from NY, I'm a snob, rockin' suave (Suave)
Your watch ain't worth a box of my cigars (It ain't)
After your songs I wash my ears with peroxide, with a cotton swab
Now wanna ear not a raasclaat
Gator slides on the god (Uh)
These are not made by Lacoste or IZOD (Nope)
He ain't hot, it's all staged like a psy-op
You ain't never slide on an opp, you fired (Never did that, never did that)
You never slide on no opp and fired (Fuck that)

Know what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin'?)
Pull up and push your shit (Way back, way back into time)
Bubble bath
Click, splash, bubble bath
Bubble bath
Click, splash, bubble bath
My pens, that's the most important thing to me right now
This is my new pen that I bought, if you can see it
It's, it's got a hundred dollars all over it
I'm putting in work man, you know, what I mean?
My pen burns with desire
I love my room 'cause—