YBN Nahmir, mgk and Cordae - Bounce Out With That [Remix]
Ayy (Gang)
Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit)
Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch)
I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, ayy
Shot call, lil' nigga, I'ma stay wild (huh, huh)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound ('long in a dog pound)
Shot call, lil' nigga, I'ma stay wild (bitch)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
Fuck a bitch and then I put it in a bitch throat (bitch throat)
Never give a bitch yo' phone, that's a no-no (hell nah)
Off tops, new chain and my wrist froze (on the gang)
Loaded up, still bouncin' with that .44 (huh)
Fuck a bitch and then I put it in a bitch throat (bitch throat)
Never give a bitch yo' phone, that's a no-no (hell nah)
Off tops, new chain, and my wrist froze (huh)
Loaded up, still bouncin' with that .44 (ayy, gang)
Stop it, niggas knowin' that I drop shit (I drop shit)
Get popped quick 'cause them niggas that you rock with (rock with)
Like Jay said, bitch I gotta keep a chopstick (grrah)
Big stick, I bounce out with that mop stick (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
These niggas talkin', watch I pull up in that fuckin' Hemi (skrrt)
Tote automatics so I pass my lil' bro the semi (on the gang)
I'ma rock this lil' bitch 'til that tank empty (huh)
I'ma still blow that bitch 'til the clip empty (ayy, gang)
Bitch I'm a P (what), bitch I'm a G (huh)
Took that lil' bitch now that bitch off the leash (ayy, ayy, ayy, gang)
Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit)
Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (pass her to the clique, nigga)
I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch)
I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, huh
Shot call, lil' nigga, I'ma stay wild (stay wild)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (dog pound)
Shot call, lil' nigga, I'ma stay wild (huh)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
Ayy YBN I need a piece of this shit hold up
Ayy, Gunna
Lately I'm fuckin' everybody's bitch
Take they little shit then I throw it on my wrist
I'ma outlaw never played the politics
In the Grammy's with a gun until they put me on the list
I had, two pop-stars in the same pic
Now them two pop-stars on the same dick
Ruthless, who's bitch did I (?)
Eating up two dicks like Twix
It's the Young Gun, one ton
Suit case full of Ben Franks in the trunk
Double X (gang)
Gang in the flesh (gang)
Bounce out with the pistol with the Montclair vest
Oh you mad cause I'm stylin' on you
Eatin' penne, all Italian on you
Three albums on you
And you ain't really with the shits
You don't wanna go to war with the twenty one six
Bitch I'ma G
Bitch I'ma freak
My bitch bring two bitches, bitch, that make three, I say
Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit)
Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (pass her to the clique, nigga)
I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch)
I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, huh
Shot call, lil' nigga, I'ma stay wild (stay wild)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (dog pound)
Shot call, lil' nigga, I'ma stay wild (huh)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit)
Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (pass her to the clique, nigga)
I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch)
I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, huh
Shot call, lil' nigga, I'ma stay wild (stay wild)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (dog pound)
Shot call, lil' nigga, I'ma stay wild (huh)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
Written by:
Aaron Alexander Christian, Courtland Collins Harvell, Irvin Devine Whitlow, Nicholas Simmons
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