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Yeah Ayy, count it again Make sure there Ayy, Dugg Down six mill, judge said I got thirty days Tell him I'll pay that shit in thirty minutes if I wanna pay Bounce back, bounce, bounce back What I do? Bounce back, bounce, bounce back What I do? Pack in, every brick lose in a split What I do? Tell him if he don't straighten it I ain't payin' shit What I do? Bounce back, bounce, bounce back What I do? Bounce back, bounce, bounce back Dugg hit my phone, said he down six hundred (Cash) Damn, bruh, you coulda bought that CL600 (Skrrt) Pack on hold, fuck it, I'ma tell 'em run it Just scrape up two-fifty, the other mill gettin' fronted Bounce back or take that if they don't spend it like they say Five million dollar credit line on the yay (Ftt-ding) CMG wants fifty if I cash out today (Ftt-ding) And I got thirty in the bank, another ten in another state (Ding, ding) I was sellin' white while bro was fuckin' with the hay So jugg'll get you a thousand pounds to you any day (Yup) The dawg that took the hit, I had to look him in his eye Boss gon' take a loss but you know hustlers gon' survive Bounce back, bruh trial, he gon' take 'em to the dough Bounce back, bad timin', lost the ticket on the road Bounce back, lost gamblin', dropped a hundred on the floor Bounce back, two years in, a nigga done knock you for the whole, bounce back Down six mill, judge said I got thirty days Tell him I'll pay that shit in thirty minutes if I wanna pay Bounce back, bounce, bounce back What I do? Bounce back, bounce, bounce back What I do? Pack in, every brick lose in a split What I do? Tell him if he don't straighten it I ain't payin' shit What I do? Bounce back, bounce, bounce back What I do? Bounce back, bounce, bounce back Out of the last twelve bodies, give us four, my niggas active (No cap) Bitch, show me a million, on my youngin', I'll match it Down seven hundred, I don't really feel like rappin' Hit my nigga Dave, bring me two, you know the package Gotti say the judge hit his line for six mill And my motherfuckin' luck ain't been this bad in six years I'm the shit still, yeah, I turned down six deals Yeah, my youngin' rich, real, yeah, we copped the same ones (Both of 'em) He only ran up fifty, we ain't have the same run Bitch, I bounce back, might not bring a ounce back Grandma say the house tapped you won't catch me in the city (Bitch) I still can move a half from Autobahn across from Billy I be poppin' wheelies, I don't really give a fuck Like you done did it all, nah, I ain't did enough Bounce back, bounce back (Bitch), bitch, I bounce back I know our problems in-house but we get money outside (CMG) Down six mill, judge said I got thirty days Tell him I'll pay that shit in thirty minutes if I wanna pay Bounce back, bounce, bounce back What I do? Bounce back, bounce, bounce back What I do? Pack in, every brick lose in a split What I do? Tell him if he don't straighten it I ain't payin' shit What I do? Bounce back, bounce, bounce back What I do? Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Writer(s): Dion Marquise Hayes, Jeff Lacroix Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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