Bubble Blower Lyrics

Chillin' sippin' coffee in the moonlight

Something about Tijuana feel right

Maybe it's all of the cock fights

Instead of all the pissing contests

Instead of all these white dudes conquests

This is just something on my chest

Can't rest, not yet

Maybe when I'm dead

For now I'm lost in the side quests

I'll pick locks and steal chests

Every day till I'm the best

Yeahhh

La la la la

La la la la la

La la la la

La la la laa

Laa

Laa

Don't know how to process my thoughts yet

No need to worry I'm not spent

And if I got it I could pitch a tent

Something with the stakes out

No stops around I pulled them all up

Hid em in the forest

Now you can't ignore it when you floor it in your Porsche

That pushing 440 horses

Blowing through the intersection

But I prefer other pleasures

Hard to be hecka clever

Or long dicked

Or whatever

When you're blowing bubbles with me

When you're blowing bubbles with me

When you're blowing bubbles with me

When you're blowing bubbles with me

Yeah

Spin around double take

Once twice three times

Now we're gonna jump around

I wanna see you clownin'

To these sounds

Maybe crack a smile while you're at it

Dance like no one watching

You can probably hack it

Ignore the meanies that sand baggin'

We just gotta form some habits

That'll get us somewhere lavish

Thanks Meech

Thanks Arc

Thanks Juice

Thanks Mac

Thanks to everyone

Who make me feel it in my cardiac

Arrest

I do not miss the days way back when

When I felt depressed

I cannot stress enough I love you all to death

So go on now

All y'all can

Go and get some rest

I did it!