Bubblin

Look at you go Okay you bubblin' Look at you go Okay you bubblin' One in the hand One in the bag Bubblin' Look at the cash Look at the cash Comin' in Come get your man This lil' nigga buggin' me Just need a bag Quit all that jaw-jackery Don't need to pass me that I don't want none of it (yeah) These niggas mad about it Had enough of it, whoa Watch what you're sayin' All that poppin' 'n shakin' Got me hot as a laser My posse deep in our rating We act a fool for the paper Had a dream and I made it El Camino on Dayton's Bitch it's Guess over Bape Put the bread on me bitch Bitch you bet I'mma bake it Think you flatter than bacon I might just roll out today I might just roll out to Vegas Head back to my old ways Pop the roof from the Asia Hoes and do blow all day Look at me baby Look at me baby Don't I look like a million I'm 'bout to clean out the safe Dont I look like somebody that just be bodyin' everything All that talkin' is great but now don't be talkin' now air it out All the problems have gotten easy to bury I'd rather drown in them in Hendrick's I'd rather kiss all my mary I been broker way longer than I been rich so until it levels out I'mma take your mama to the Marriott and wear it out Took me so long to get it Gonna spread it out Let 'em know all about it when I'm dead and gone One in the hand One in the bag Bubblin' (look at you go) One in the hand One in the bag Bubblin' (look at you go) Look at the cash Look at the cash Bubblin' (okay you bubblin') Look at the cash (look) Bubblin' (go) One in the hand (look) One in the hand (go) One in the hand One in the bag Bubblin' (look at you go) Look at the cash Look at the cash Bubblin' (okay you bubblin') Look at the cash (look) Bubblin' I'mma need all the fries you can give me All the hot sauce, all the pie you can give me Better be all in that, you don't have me in the middle You better be all you can, get high in a minute Superfly for the Dumbos Plenty slides like a shuffle Hit the cadence with my young bitch Isaac Hayes, Billy Ocean But the ol' hoe with the cane stick Left my slippers at the function It's hard to run in Gucci slides She got that she say you didn't have a husband I'mma stand no cuckold Jackie Chan no travel Can't kill me with a beat Blood drippin' from the cutthroats No Lord, not me, I can never be the one you wanna stunt for Money money that machine Guns spray the Ferragamo store R.I.P. the times that I was broke Actin' like the 9-11 folks Mad back, lick it clean Dead prisoners in an envelope Cookin' up can I, waitin' for the antidote Runnin' outta town Patience thinner than a pantyhose One in the hand One in the bag Bubblin' (look at you go) One in the hand One in the bag Bubblin' (look at you go) Look at the cash Look at the cash Bubblin' (okay you bubblin') Look at the cash (look) Bubblin' (go) One in the hand (look) One in the hand (go) One in the hand One in the bag Bubblin' (look at you go) Look at the cash Look at the cash Bubblin' (okay you bubblin') Look at the cash (look) Bubblin' --- Bubblin - Anderson .Paak