BOUNCE OUT

You never miss your wealth Till your wealth run dry Seem like only yesterday Crucial808 Bounce out gang, I can never lap Big counter, blue faces, money in the scabbards My niggas official, pop out in the scat Runnin' around, bitch, that's how that body do that Lonely with, that's my bullet, my slime Pop out, trim his hair, bitches love me on that gator With doors, no hoes on that seven A foul, a hazy bitch, slam from the gutter No laugh, ain't no internet goop You really get up out the back Cause I'm smokin', now it's about to pass Bitches say that they love me, knowin' that they cappin Fuckin' up my lungs, smokin' drain, no bath Tower, that's the game, put niggas in cash Flippin' body bags, that's up in the plaque Boy, this shit for real here, now I ain't no Baptist Bitch, you do it for real, pop out, cussin We bounce out gang, I can never lap Big counter, blue faces, money in the scabbards My niggas official, pop out in the scat Runnin' around, bitch, that's how that body do that Lonely with, that's my bullet, my slime Pop out, trim his hair, bitches love me on that gator With doors, no hoes on that 7 or 5 With the aces, bitch, slam from the gutter No laugh, ride around with it on me How many bitches tryna fuck up the street Let's get it poppin', I want it with me Nigga want smoke, she can get it for free Got that location, know where they be Drive from there, that's how I just gave her the D Know her on that Met, don't know she lovin' on me Call that hoe up, my sister, I see her, she know me Don't check her location, know where she be Fuckin' woods and travelin', nigga like me Think I'm a hoe, you gon' have to fight me Just met that hoe, now she tryna wipe me All I need is your card and your motherfuckin' ID He say slime, check me, come try me Doppelights hunnid, gon' catch me a body Pippo on dance, if you thought he was stocky Bounce out, gang, I can never laugh Been countin' the booth faces, money in the scabbards My niggas official, pop out in the scat Runnin' around, bitch, shit, tell that buddy, you die Lonely with us, my blood at my slime Pop out, trim his hair, bitches love me on that gator With doors, no hoes on that 7 or 5 With the aces, bitch, slam from the gutter No laugh Thanks for watching