Lyrics:
Ouiii Ahh this is The Bubblegum Trap
Know this melody ain't no Cap
Bustin' bullets with da strap ouiii Ahh
This is The Bubblegum Trap
Know this
I feel like bustin loose
I feel like living free
I feel like nobody in the whole wide world can mess with me
I feel like cutting loose
Drinking Gin
We started out with Nothing
Turned it into Something
Everything I got
I swear that shit there came from Hustlin’
Bustin’ my Ass
Cause I’ had
C'mon aye
You bustin them rhymes
Hey, hey
You bustin them rhymes
Hey, hey
You bustin them rhymes
Hey, hey
Nice April
Yeah
Oh my goodness
Wow, now you
Okay woke up flexing
Today like i'm the man(Yeah)
I said woke up flexing
Today like i'm the man
I got them bands, bands
They be bustin out my pants
I
but she wet Aqua, Bustin like I gotta whole lotta choppa's Big player in the club, I got hoes like Dolla Big fat pussycat, oh that's Nila
Ass fat, look
Sagwa but she wet Aqua, Bustin like I gotta whole lotta choppa's
Big player in Da club, I got ho*'s like Dolla Big fat pussycat, oh that's Nila
A** fat,
That's how it get when you bustin' off rap That's how it get when you bustin' off rap
It's the ruler, how you talkin' and your lips stay chapped
Fuckin' with bitches that's lookin' like models
Fuckin' with niggas that empty out hollows Bustin' on cowards, put you under flowers
See your higher
birutham
Thala thirinj Nirudam
Shremichonn nokk
Try to call my bluff
Independent, day one molu
Online bustin rhymes me
And karma got that Hawkeye grudge
Y'all , Y'all , Y'all, Y'all nigga knows
Y'all niggas know that we be hitting all them hoes Your niggas know that we be getting on the dole
Bustin
It's them niggas in the building, bitch, you know we finna sip (Finna sip)
It's the codeine sippas, bitch, you know we bustin' scripts (I'm bustin
Fuck what you heard
That shits for the birds
I'm bustin down yo door
Bumpin my shit on yo speakers ho
Fuck what you heard
That shits for the birds
bustin' out the car, hit you with precision (bah, bah, bah)
Pray I don't have to send his ass to God so I hope he listen (oh, Lord)
Thirty shots I'm
sweet (Sweet)
I be in that shit all week (All week)
She put it all on my face (Face)
I love the way that she taste (She taste)
That shit be bustin
I get bustin, get cumin
But hanging
Ah, i get
Oh Daim.
I been on the new.
Go down.
Show me what it do.
Oh damn.
This been over due.
Oh
them jeans, girl?"
Goddamn, how the fuck it's bustin' out the seams, girl?
Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl
I see what you
wanna die in traffic (yeah)
I just ordered me a ratchet (O oh)
In LA like I'm Magic money coming automatic
Bustin' bands out the plastic
(yeah, bow, bow)
to worse
My peoples come first
So if you ain't bustin down, please disperse
(uh) please disperse (uh) please disperse
I know I never should've bought
That
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin' shit
I'm turbulent, some get nervous when I wreck arenas (wreck arenas)
Concert promoters in Honolulu
from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin' shit
I'm turbulent, some get nervous when I wreck arenas (wreck arenas)
Concert promoters in Honolulu
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
like a rubber band
So wrap the grands up
Catz got beef with me
Go call your menz up
Coming up unexpected
Fucking your plans up
Bustin' rounds lay
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