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Don't got the swag or Prada bags, nah

Model face and all of that, nah

Won't fake the interest in basic bitches

Whitney's simply not part of that

Where these broads at? Ha, I ought to laugh (ha-ha)

I been on the bill like starter caps

I been on the field like a starter, facts

I'm that new new, bitch, you artifacts

Yo, my autograph's on your girlfriend's tits

I nailed this shit, I don't need French tips

It's sink or swim, I got real friendships

How you make it off of mumblin'? Real question

I ain't gotta talk about it, I can be about it

We can see about it every time I come 'round, 'round, 'round

I got people hold me down, wound, wound, wound

I get it lit, I make 'em bow wow, wow, wow

I'm the it factor, make the crowds freeze

That's a glitch factor, it's about steez

I been movin' mountains for a minute, so you thinkin' I was kiddin'

I can do it with a crowd? Please

You have these things like platinum chains (so?)

Half a brain, so twice as lame (no)

I can't complain, I'm half insane (yo)

The industry is lookin' like a fuckin' game show

Walk into the party lookin' like a rainbow

Walk into the party lookin' hella strange, yo

I don't really go with the grain, the hoes are the same

Do it for the freakin' pesos

Fuck it, we don't need 'em, got the people gettin' loud

When I'm on the stage, I'm makin' everybody bounce

They feelin' my bounce, they feelin' my bounce

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But, bitch, they feelin' my bounce

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Bitch, they feelin' my bounce, they feelin' my bounce

Yo, Dub P hit me up on her Facebook

She was like "I need a sixteen," so I laced her

Grown marijuana playas, all nighter gangsters

I'm like a hippie in the pimp gettin' paper

Turn the music up, make it bump for your neighbor

Don't be a dumb fuck like Trump and Kramer

No discrimination ever been in my nature

Your girl's on my dick, you better fuckin' claim her

This is easy to me

It's spoon-feeding the beat to the belly of the beast

That means I'm killing the whole scene, it go deceased

I release like a pit bull free off the leash

Rap like a fiend, spit eons of heat

Sixteens like Ripley's beyond belief

Pretty girls on their knees like siesta key

R. Kelly in the shower, then I pee on your feet

Jerseys and my Nikes

Never see me in tight jeans, they don't seem to like me

Wack rapper get mad, now you want to fight me?

'Cause I'm up in the lab, all up in your psyche

Kiss the dick or slit the wrist

I got the motivation and I'm never quittin', you bitch

The difference is, I make 'em wanna bounce to this

Top shelf, make 'em wanna buy an ounce of this

I'm on a new level, put gas to the pedal

We rollin' up better, went high every day

But it's only top grade when I'm tokin' and smokin'

We floatin' up, ayy, throw the bammer away

What a glamorous day when I'm sparkin' the cannabis lavender J

And the rain done be takin' daps straight to the face

One of the dopest weed rappers since back in the day

They feelin' my bounce, they feelin' my bounce

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They came runnin' up to get down, they came unannounced

I'm havin' my doubts, you know I ain't good in a crowd

But I walked in like Changretti

With a vendetta on your fam, ready?

It's been been better, every damn getty

And the bounce been in high demand, heavy

Bitch, please, you can kiss these

With a pound of salt for your swiss cheese

I've been runnin' from the devil with a limp knee

But got enough in the tank to be Pimp C

Sucker for pain like Ty Dolla

Got necks on tilt like hydraulics

Made weight on tape 'cause my mic brolic

And your frail ass bars can't life frolic

But I came to be down and twist with y'all

Bounce like a Rittz in the Twista song

Bounce like I choke when I hit the bong

Bounce, bounce like I'm on top, ichiban

If you need me, I'll be rebel in the soul

Bringin' many medals, heavy pedal to the floor

Any little devil tryna get me on the low

Gon' be gettin' treble 'til they revel, level in the flow

They be feelin' my

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