BOUNCE

[Verse 1] Act your age Ain’t in just the barbers where you catch a fade Face covered, cuttin’ through your garden like a masquerade (Hahahaha) Before I catch an L, I’ll fuckin’ catch a plane Prolly snatch your wife before I snatch your chain Switch it up This rap shit is pixie dust Money ain’t shit to us Broski went and broke your wifey’s back, you better fix her up I just bought a crib to fuck A chick, she got the biggest butt And when I saw your sister, had to hit her with the fishin’ hook Listen up I’ve had a spliff and hit the cup So if I swing my fist, you’re fucked I’m goin’ in, so wish me luck [Chorus] Bounce Bounce Bounce Boy, if you ain’t talkin’ paper, I’ma— (Bounce) Bounce Bounce I tell shawty spin around and watch it— (Bounce) Bounce Bounce Every time I hit the stage, I make it— (Bounce) Bounce Yeah (Bounce) I just pull up to the crib and then— [Verse 2] I’m right back on that bullshit Ammunition been stocked up, I ain’t comin’ home with a full clip All you rappers still washed up, I don’t push weight, I just pull chicks She ain’t pullin’ her socks up, when it’s half time, she get full dick Finna leave the pussy all boxed up like, mm (Bounce) Send it Make a play and I exit Manny boy makin’ London money, spent most my life on the M6, yeah (Bounce) Get rich or die tryin’, no less shit I’ve been out here for like eight years Come from Volkswagens to Bentleys, little bitch Watch your strap, run up cash, double back Baby, show me what your mama made and make that pussy clap Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Make that pussy clap You got such a pretty face, but I wan’ taste it from the back Tell her I’m ready, the cheque come in heavy I bought the Maybizzy, no, this ain’t a Chevy The king of my city, can’t nobody check me They know where I’m at if they’re comin’ to get me I’ve been in the pocket like keys in the wallet If you think you got it, then pull up and bet me I’m keepin’ it solid and just bein’ honest You ain’t gotta like me, but gotta respect me, make it— (Bounce) [Chorus] Boy, if you ain’t talkin’ paper, I’ma— (Bounce) I tell shawty spin around and watch it— (Bounce) Every time I hit the stage, I make it—, yeah I just pull up to the crib and then I— (Bounce) Boy, if you ain’t talkin’ paper, I’ma— (Bounce) I tell shawty spin around and watch it— (Bounce) Every time I hit the stage I make it—, yeah (Bounce) I just pull up to the crib and then I—