Bounce.wit.me

Trap, jumpin' whole, gang in this bitch, bet not talk too much watch what you say In this bitch Boy, we got that ammunition for them K's in this bitch White shooter, really crazy, worship Satin and shit (yo what the f*ck?) I can't manage, I mean, I can't fathom How this goes, strikin' a pose, I do damage suppose The gang totin' the flags with no anthem If these hoes jump out they clothes, they get pregnant (Whyy?) Yo new nigga gay (Yuhh) bitch on time is late (Yuhh) I can fight and shoot, so tell me how you wanna play (Bitch) Bitch, you not Sam Smith don't tell me how you wanna stay Shoot like I'm on the Clippers, I guess I could run a fade (Man hell naw) Bounce with me, bitch, bounce with me Bounce with me, bitch, bounce with me Bounce with me, bitch, bounce with me Bounce with me (Aye) (Aye) (Aye) Stupid bitch, always walkin' down the street (stupid bitch) Toes curl when she gobble up my meat (Bitch snorkel) Feet ugly, but her eyebrows on fleek (What the f*ck?) I ain't want her cause she got ugly knees Bitch, top off the top, if yo breath stank, then it's a fee I'ma Bruce Lee, karate chop if I smell yo feet Put that big black dat, boom, boom, on your auntie On a Wednesday, I slide between them (booty cheeks) (Yuh) Big Glocks, better watch how I shoulder lean Hear/here a big shot, you gettin' more than a shoulder bleed My hands touch more ink than a shoulder sleeve Better kick rocks or get hit by a boulder piece