Bubble Up lyrics

[Intro: Mike Smiff & BossMan Dlow]
(Bowlee)
Ayy, bounce back, jit (Ayy, yeah)
Uh, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (LoadItUpCarl)
Ayy, ayy, bounce back, jit (And the jit went insane now, b*tch-ass, you hear me?)
Ayy (Big Za)

[Chorus: BossMan Dlow & Mike Smiff]
Bubble up, baby, bubble up, bubble up, baby (Ayy)
Bubble up, bubble up, baby (Ayy), bubble up, run it up, baby (Ayy)
Do your thing, b*tch (b*tch), bounce back, jit (Jit)
We can take an L, that ain't sh*t (Ayy, yeah), hit the streets and
Bubble up, baby (Ayy), bubble up, bubble up, baby (Ayy)
Bubble up, bubble up, baby (Ayy), bubble up, run it up, baby (Ayy)
Do your thing, b*tch (b*tch), bounce back, jit (Jit)
We can take an L, that ain't sh*t (Nah, ayy, yeah, nah), hit the streets and

[Verse 1: Mike Smiff]
Ho called my phone, said these n*ggas want me dead (Click)
b*tch, don't call my phone tellin' me what n*ggas said (b*tch)
b*tch, I'm way too busy tryna stack me up a million (Uh-huh)
Put that money on the floor and stack it to the ceiling (Let's go)
Threw a fifty on the blicky, case it get sticky (Ayy)
If I go to jail, I know my b*tch gon' come get me (Ayy)
Backwood roller (No more), good weed smoker (No more)
Hennessy pourer (No more), bad b*tch stroker (No more)
F&N totter (No more), strip club goer (No more)
Bankroll thrower, I'm a bad motherf*cker (Yeah)
Every L I took, a n*gga took it like a man (On God)
Got up off my ass and got it in (Yeah), I know how to
[Chorus: BossMan Dlow & Mike Smiff]
Bubble up, baby (Ayy), bubble up, bubble up, baby (Ayy)
Bubble up, bubble up, baby (Ayy), bubble up, run it up, baby (Ayy)
Do your thing, b*tch (b*tch), bounce back, jit (Jit)
We can take an L, that ain't sh*t (Yeah, ayy, n*gga), hit the streets and

[Verse 2: BossMan Dlow]
Bubble up (Big Za)
He a broke n*gga (n*gga)
I'm a go-getter (Yeah), real coke whipper (Yeah)
He ballin', can't foul him (Huh), big bank counter (n*gga)
He don't want no money, better stay from 'round him (n*gga)
f*ck that, I ain't goin' home until I get the package gone (Packs)
Put my arm all in the bowl, I might break my collar bone (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bubble up, baby, bubble up, run it up, baby (Baby, Bowlee)
They can't f*ck with us, they broke as f*ck, baby (Baby)
Get your sack up (Huh), pull up black truck (Vroom)
Stack that money, baby (Yeah), make it add up (Yeah)
I stay in traffic, keep it movin', n*gga (Keep it movin', n*gga)
Florida boy, I spent a grip on these Cubans, n*gga
b*tch, I'm on fire (n*gga)
I'm a real lifer and I ride striker (Vroom), foreign whip driver (Vroom)
b*tch, I'm on fire
I'm a real lifer (Big Za) and I ride striker (Vroom), foreign whip driver

[Chorus: BossMan Dlow & Mike Smiff]
Bubble up, baby (Ayy), bubble up, bubble up, baby (Ayy)
Bubble up, bubble up, baby (Ayy), bubble up, run it up, baby (Ayy)
Do your thing, b*tch (b*tch), bounce back, jit (Jit)
We can take an L, that ain't sh*t (Yeah, ayy, n*gga), hit the streets and
Bubble up, baby (Ayy), bubble up, bubble up, baby (Ayy)
Bubble up, bubble up, baby (Ayy), bubble up, run it up, baby (Ayy)
Do your thing, b*tch (b*tch), bounce back, jit (Jit)
We can take an L, that ain't sh*t (Nah), hit the streets and