Bubbly

(Verse 1)
All of this cash
Can't fit in my jeans
Don't you play with me
Look at my shooter
He got a itch
Gotta get rich
Come to my crib
I show you the biz
I'm too young for no kids
Tear up the clips
I don't exist
Diamonds I'm sick
I'm catching a cold
Get me away from these hoes
Look at the ice
You were the one that I had in my eyes that was a lie
Pile up the money of course look at the size
Stopping is not in the plans that's till I die
Better go get in the plans stay on the road
Talking is not what I do you one of those
I need five hundred large for this work
Get my mom a Gucci wallet for a purse
Gotta sort out my demands coming first
Choppa loaded I hit em where it hurts

(Hook)
Ah man
Fist filled up with bubbly
She just wanna fuck me for the power and the money
I don't feel no way about it I know she don't love me
I'm poor'd up fist filled up with bubbly
Poor'd up fist filled up with bubbly
Shooters round me ready for a kill
She might stay the night for some thrills
Roll myself one up she pop a pill

(Verse 2)
I never call
The timing is off
Why do you do all these things just out of spite
Thirsty I need me a drink get me a sprite
Get you whatever you want what do you like
Putting my feelings away baby you cold
Brody pulled up in a porch nigga of course
If I need it imma buy straight from the source
Texted me a hundred times but I ignore

(Hook)
Ah man
Fist filled up with bubbly
She just wanna fuck me for the power and the money
I don't feel no way about it I know she don't love me
I'm poor'd up fist filled up with bubbly
Poor'd up fist filled up with bubbly
Shooters round me ready for a kill
She might stay the night for some thrills
Roll myself one up she pop a pill