Bounce Bacc
Lil Mosey, Lewie
HOOK- lil mama throw it back we gone run up a sack, holding up some bands gotta whole lot of that if my brother lose the case we gone bounce right back, holding on a choppa gotta SK in my lap, wit that 40 on me I aint worried bout a thang, if my young nigga swerve then we steady switching lanes, running up that bag we aint worried bout the fame, mkf band kids them the mothafuckin gangs
VERSE- hop up in the rarri young nigga love flexing, looking at you like bitch who you impressing, im wit mkf so you better learn your lesson, I put up 22 just like a smith and Wesson, got a whole lot of bands now im balling last year got dissed but I bounced back like spalding, just left the south now go perform in Austin, last year left Seattle got a coupe just always flossing' baby at my crib so you know just how I do, and I might fuck yo' best friend right after you, and I never gave a fuck if you ask what ima do, and im laughing at you cuz you soft like HI-CHEWS
HOOK- lil mama throw it back we gone run up a sack, holding up some bands gotta whole lot of that if my brother lose the case we gone bounce right back, holding on a choppa gotta SK in my lap, wit that 40 on me I aint worried bout a thang, if my young nigga swerve then we steady switching lanes, running up that bag we aint worried bout the fame, mkf band kids them the mothafuckin gangs
VERSE- im really on my shit on some I told you shit, I've been focused lately baby how you aint notice this, me and mosey in the cut rozay rollin up, mkf and that's the gang citch we going up, shorty I came right out the mud you gotta show me some, had to cut some sucka niggas off tryna hold me up, fuck the opposition they can hold a slug, I know glewie right above me probably sipping mud, im just tryna run my bands get a buss down, they hating til I pull that BMW truck round, I told my bro he gotta bag when he touch down, young niggas came up from nothin watch how we come now, aye im feeling like that nigga you can't touch young thug nigga, I don't want that citch she a dub im not a dumb nigga, aye you can't touch young nigga we rollin up
HOOK- lil mama throw it back we gone run up a sack, holding up some bands gotta whole lot of that if my brother lose the case we gone bounce right back, holding on a choppa gotta SK in my lap, wit that 40 on me I aint worried bout a thang, if my young nigga swerve then we steady switching lanes, running up that bag we aint worried bout the fame, mkf band kids them the mothafuckin gangs
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