Young Taylor
Underground
[Chorus]
Bitch bounce, Imma smoke an ounce, fuck it make it count
Making music 'til i drown
That is just how i go down
Puttin' o's in my account
I'm stackin' up on all these rounds
When i pull up i'm announced
Then i unleash 'em at yo crown

[Verse 1]
I swear to god that i don't understand how these shitty rappers make it big
All i know is imma chill with homies in the crib
Blasting music, not giving a fuck about shit
I'm just speakin' about my life, and no i ain't a bitch
All these rappers want the clout
And the life of being famous
I just wanna be stable, tell my family we made it
Everybody hatin' on me, they gon' tell me i'm not gon' make it, ayy, ayy, yuh
(I know) I got it, I want it, I need it
We live in an era where they get deleted
I'm wondering if Imma make it
Man fuck it, I'll take it, that record I'll break it
These bitches they love it, but I never covet
I just keep it going that's why I be flowing
I'm already knowing this life that I'm living
Don't know what I'm given
It's so hard not to give in (Woah)
[Chorus]
Bitch bounce, Imma smoke an ounce, fuck it make it count
Making music 'til i drown
That is just how i go down
Puttin' o's in my account
I'm stackin' up on all these rounds
When i pull up i'm announced
Then i unleash them at yo crown (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
I'm just a youngin' in this bitch up to no good
Writing words to every song exactly how I should
If I get tattoos on my face I'd use that shit as motivation
I could never get a job so for my dream i'm dedicated (Damn)

[Chorus]
Bitch bounce, Imma smoke an ounce, fuck it make it count
Making music 'til i drown
That is just how i go down
Puttin' o's in my account
I'm stackin' up on all these rounds
When i pull up i'm announced
Then i unleash them at yo crown

[Outro]
Imma go so far
(So far)
We can make it so far
(So far so far, yeah)