Girl I'm out on the road, now I'm letting you go

Gotta go get the bag, you can't look at me no

You can't wait on me no, I won't ever comeback

This stress been hittin' my dome

It's like my brain running laps

Swear I need an escape, girl I need me a break

I see you tryna play, do I look like a game?

I gotta get to the pay, maybe I'm hittin' the bank

Maybe I'm hittin' LA, I gotta go either way (I'm out)

Out and get that money bounce, yeah

You up in your feelings ain't no time to fucking pout (damn)

Bounce, yeah I fucking bounce, yeah I got the sound

I know they're hearing on me now

I'll make it clearer, look up in the fucking mirror

I know that you ain't yourself, cause you tryna change my belt

What the fuck you tryna do, what you trying to improve?

If you tryna do something I did then that shit isn't new

What you tryna prove, this is small talk, little city got to move

I gotta get out, that's why I said I'll bounce

That's what I'm about, find a different route

I been through searchin' for the mothafuckin' clout

Now I'm making all this fire, I ain't even gotta doubt

Might just roll me up an ounce

Might just blow me off this zip

I don't really give a fuck, I don't really give a shit

Out and get that money bounce, yeah

You up in your feelings ain't no time to fucking pout (damn)

Bounce, yeah I fucking bounce, yeah I got the sound

I know they're hearing on me now (wait)