Bubbly Lyrics by Young Thug, Drake, Travis Scott is the latest English song from “Punk”. The lyrics were written by MU Lean, Cardo, Dez Wright, Wheezy, Young Thug, Drake, Travis Scott while the song is produced by Wheezy, Cardo, Dez Wright, MU Lean.
“Bubbly” Track Info:
| Song | Bubbly |
| Album | Punk |
| Singer | Young Thug, Drake, Travis Scott |
| Produced By | Wheezy, Cardo, Dez Wright, MU Lean |
| Lyrics | MU Lean, Cardo, Dez Wright, Wheezy, Young Thug, Drake, Travis Scott |
Bubbly Lyrics
Wheezy Outta Here
My Career About To Blast Like Bubbly
I’m Not Waitin’ For Her To Say She Love Me
I Can Tell She’ll F**k Any Man, Trust Me
I Got A Ten-Year-Old Mink Still Ain’t Fuzzy
Three-Twenty-Five On The Dashboard
Riding 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 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 Screamin’ My Name
I’m Going 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, Black Diamonds Face
Pull Up Too Deep Like A F**king Parade
Old Jealous- A** N*g**s Tryna F**k Up My Pay (Ha)
Blast Off, Rolls Royce Cullinan Rain (Broke N*g**s)
I Put Baguettes In My Wrist And My Neck
And My Ears And My Mother-f**ker Chains (Chains)
This Drip Out The Trenches, I Know You Gone Dig It
I Come Through This Mother-f**ker 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 Talking The Same (Woah! Yeah!)
Five Nights Up, Still Popping And Ragin’
And The SVR Still Looking Deranged (Yeah!)
I Want Her, She Wanted The Same
And Them 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 Them In Training (Oh!)
Tat’ A Logo On The Back Of My Brain
Don’t Ask Me What The F**k Am I Thinking
Back Of These Walls, I’m Full Of That Drank
Eric Came Through With A Little Entertainment (It’s Lit)
829, Got Her Looking Like Space
Houston It’s A Problem When We Bust In Her Face And S**t
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 Sit On Her Face, And I’m Loving That Body
And Lacin’, I Love You, Lil’ Spider And Drake
Yeah! 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 N*g** Six Feet
I Ain’t Begging When I Tell A B***h, Please
Me And Lil’ Thugger On Fleek
Now That Lil’ Ho Wanna Meet, Aye!
What, What, What, What?
F**k 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 S**t Just To Show We Get Down In The 6ix
Man, It’s Bigger Than Me
Texas Rent So Big, That S**t Is Perfect For The Dippin’
I Don’t Care How Wet I Get Her, She Won’t Catch Me S…
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