T-I-M, the incredible mind

You can find me in the club like 50 bussin' rhymes

Is a hobby, while we out here changin' lives

You just listen to the song, follow along, make a line

Uh

Bars fallin' out my pockets like a dime a dozen

But sometimes I gotta watch it, I forgot that we were clubbin'

Fellas rock with the bass, ladies drop it like a fumble

Everbody body in the club, better get up, get to jumpin'

Like bounce, bounce, like you just ran out of money

Better bounce, bounce, like they said the cops was comin'

Better bounce, bounce, like a kid on a couch, like a kitten on a mouse

Tell your friends at they house, they better bounce, bounce

Right now, right now

Bounce, bounce, you just ran out of money

Better bounce, and ain't a damn thing funny

Cause you just lost your fuckin' job and your van ain't runnin' Uh

80 on the lodge, tryna make it to my baby house

Hit this pothole, car bounce like a bank account

Engine start to sputter, I pull over cause I'm breakin' down

Wait for triple A just for them to say that the wait's an hour

Call my girl up, tell her crazy I can't make it

Now she finna do this interview and needed

Me to take her I'll, find a replacement and support her

But while I face the trial ahead of me, I'ma need therapy

My body's shakin' now, angry, hungry

Tryna make my way home, this dude walk up to my car for some money and I say no

The fool ask why, I'm like oh my god, aye bro

This shit ain't no discussion, like Doja Cat, I say so

Made it to the crib, ate dinner cut the lights out

Checkin' my phone, got a gig, well I'm wiped out tonight

But tomorrow I'ma write down a couple of hundred bars to serve at the club I have em' hype like

Bounce, bounce, like you just ran out of money

Better bounce, bounce, like they said the cops was comin'

Better bounce, bounce, like a kid on a couch, like a kitten on a mouse

Tell your friends at they house, they better bounce, bounce

Right now, right now

Bounce, bounce, you just ran out of money

Better bounce, and ain't a damn thing funny

Cause you just lost your fuckin' job and your van ain't runnin' Uh

Wake up in the morning, got a text from my girl, she got the job

I told her she the best in the world, tell her bout the gig

She say I'm the best with the word, Shakespearean sonnets sounding so sexy when I serve em'

I could be Romeo or Macbeth or just a person

I can write characters who are blessed but also cursed and they life is a mess

Well shit, I guess it always works, got that ego like Kanye, now they head about to burst

Get to writing songs for the show, I get a call from my man's Alex, I'm like damn, what's going on

He said, **** poppin' shots at my pops, let's get involved

I said, ****, call the cops, your pops live pretty far

Finish the song, start rehearsing, I'm ripping bars like I'm breaking a Kit Kat

This track really hard, I'm building this adrenaline, feeling a little frantic

Knees weak, arms heavy, but this show won't be no B-Rabbit, nah

Hop into the whip, on my way to the club

Engine smoking like a stoner and my brakes start to buzz, so I brake

Take a breath, cause my brain bout to bust out the cranium

I'm so angry, I rage, start to cuss, kick the car

It bursts into flame, rain, start to flood in the streets

I drown in defeat but wait, I get up

I got people there waiting on me, I race to the club

Barely make it on stage and then the play start to jump like...

Bounce, bounce, like you just ran out of money

Better bounce, bounce, like they said the cops was coming

Better bounce, bounce, like a kid on a couch, like a kitten on a mouse

Tell your friends at they house, they better bounce, bounce, right now, right now

Bounce, bounce, you just ran out of money

Better bounce, and ain't a damn thing funny, cause you just lost your fucking job and your van ain't running

Everybody get up, bounce

Tell your little cousin, bounce

Go and tell your mama, bounce

You just bounce, he just bounce

Go and tell grandma, bounce

Go and tell your uncle, bounce

You just bounce, he just bounce

Everybody better bounce