[Verse 1]
If I leave then leave so what?
If I leave then leave then what?
Fuck that ish, how I gave no fucks
What’s worth living to the hype?
Now I gotta lay down the pipe, now I gotta do what’s right
Stack up money, cop a flight
Clueless of the future nah n***a you right
Everyday is a fucken fight but I been Ight
That’s ight, asking figures of the light what the question is
If I stay will I go?
No one ever really knows, changing clothes, switchin flows on different songs
Different tracks, different laps and still I put my city on the map
Everything they do is facts, no more braking no more stopping
Ain’t no time to relax, had enough to relapse
They do in tune wit the fake news that if they paid dues they’d pay to lose
Looks like to me I ain’t paying for shit, gotta keep the train going just so I can eat
Not rich enough to feast but I know I am a beast
Say the least to do the most, all this rapping is a boast
All her friends are like toast cause I got some hope but don’t choke for those fakes
Cut the grass and see the snakes, that’s a common rap line
Ima curve a natt lion just to see if that lions lying
Look to my right, they right swiping
Twitter fingers bitter tinder readers
While connections nat typing ima see who’s that texting and typing on my phone
Damn man why can’t you just leave it alone
[Verse 2]
If I do the most will they vote?
If I flew my crew to the view will they ever throw a party?
Let’s figure that out
Just bounce
Cmon now do it wit me
Just bounce
Fuck that, fuck that
Just bounce
Spit facts, spit facts
Just bounce
All I do , all I do is
Bounce
Say what? Say what?
Bounce
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bounce
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bounce
Say what? Say what?
From the front to the back
Just bounce
Up, down, up, down
Just bounce
I need hands in the air
Just bounce
[Verse 3]
Me and my team bout to go again
If you from where I’m from better smoke again and just bounce
Fuck all you’re worries, my n***a, just bounce
This land is our land, my n***a, just bounce
This plan is our plan, my n***a, don’t pout
Say that he wanted all views for the clout
Can’t fade the A-Game that’s not what I’m about
Say that you’re the man to surpass all doubts
Sippin on Fanta not lean, ok
Look at that Santa he’s clean, ok
People from ‘bama aren’t mean, ok
We were hanging out doing things, ok
Aye, yuh
Tryna snatch me up there’s gon be no way
You can live for free off me all day
Aye, uh
Aye