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​sadboyshaq – bubble (prod. cxdy & olivereaston) lyrics

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(hook)
keep a gun i might die in dis b+tch (yeh)
tell her stop all that crying n sh+t
she look fine i design da lil b+tch
yeah in my mind been feeling like sh+t
contemplating about calling it quits
n+ggas hating but im makin the chip
& the trap gon be kicking like sheamus and it’s heinous (perfect)

(verse 1)
new trap phone n its bumping
three four five blunts in function
i got a glock in my rari
b+tch i ain’t yeat i ain’t sorry
sippin wock in the middle of the party
trap jumpin jus like jeff hardy
2 white hoes on cam, icarly
not to mention these b+tches gon ride like a harley
i keep a beam, under the sink
feel like strangеr things, go on behind the scenеs
then go call me a king
im gon be in your dreams
not apart of your schemes
call my choppa shark week (yeeah)
jus switchin lanes on the highway
bk n+gga havin it my way
call my choppa rebecca its coming out friday
p+ssyn+gga you lil im callin you flyweight
that bih she bad but she call me a chulo
you gettin bit like a n+gga named cujo
im a bently lil n+gga yeah u know
desert eagle will kick through your sh+t like its judo
and im on mars, like bruno
when i smash on your b+tch she be lookin like juno
when i spin through the block she gon turn to a widow
stop by say f+ck you like ceelo
choppa make a n+gga hit the shuffle like d+low
automatic when i step back feelin like im d+rose
smack a n+gga in the head with a brick like d+bo
yea dat bih took my soul, yeah i know she evil!
(hook)
keep a gun i might die in dis b+tch (yeh)
tell her stop all that crying n sh+t
she look fine i design da lil b+tch
yeah in my mind been feeling like sh+t
contemplating about calling it quits
n+ggas hating but im makin the chip
& the trap gon be kicking like sheamus and it’s heinous

(verse 2)
5am ima pop me a xanny
she l!ck and suck it jus like it was candy
she got the acorns in her mouth like sandy
sippin on wock ima mix it with brandy
b+tch are you dumb, pop the plan+b
i can say anything and they understand me
dont won’t no awards n+gga f+ck them grammys
just want to buy a house for my granny
yeah that b+tch name allie but no im not manny
b+tch im high i dont know where im landing
i woke up in london dont think that i planned it
these n+ggas tell me that my music outstanding, god dammit
lightskin bih and she built like janet
when im with the clique they call me captain planet
n+ggas named lagy or eric, can’t stand them
glock by my side lil bih we a tandem
b+tch im feelin like mumble i call up my mandem
feel like coi cuz i call up my twinnem, k!llin them
b+tch your emotions is pitiful, typical
bi+b+tch talkin, u need a psychical
b+tch on my phone on my acting like its an interlude
i dont care i dont need a lil b+tch i dont f+ck with you
why u crying lil baby, im not here to comfort u
and im like why
would you waste my time
dont hit my line
tryna break her spine
cartier all on my eye
n+gga waste my time
doing science like bill nye!
pop a xanny like popeye, with the spinach im like ayye (high)
(hook)
keep a gun i might die in dis b+tch (yeh)
tell her stop all that crying n sh+t
she look fine i design da lil b+tch
yeah in my mind been feeling like sh+t
contemplating about calling it quits
n+ggas hating but im makin the chip
& the trap gon be kicking like sheamus and it’s heinous

(outro)
i dont know what to do anymore x6
i dont know what do with these hoes
i dont know what to do no more



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