Future
Bounce Out & Delete

[Intro]
(Yuh, yuh)
(Ayy, turn me up, Tay Keith)
Blrrrt, blrrrt, blrrrt (Skrrt!)
Uh, yuh (What?)
On gang (Gang, gang)
Pussy boy, ha-ha-ha (Stupid bitch)

[Chorus]
Ayy, bitch, what's poppin'? My name K, I keep that choppa on my lap (On my lap)
I don't trust no fuckin' soul, I'm EBK, ain't no shake hands, it's a wrap (Fuck that)
He been talkin' on the net, but in the streets that boy a rat (Pussy!)
We done bounced out with them sticks, emptied clips, and doubled back (Blow, blow)
Ain’t no movie, this shit real life, left his brains on top the grate (Boom!)
Tried to duck, but he slipped, now his homie gotta pray (Ayy, hah)
Last week we slid in foreigns, this week we slid in stolen plates (Skrrt)
Free my dawgs up out them chains, soon as they home, we crack the safe (Gang!)

[Verse]
We ain’t talkin’, bitch, we hawkin’, if it’s smoke, we on yo’ neck (On yo’ neck)
In a blacked-out Trackhawk with a drum that sound like Shrek (Grrt, grrt)
Is you gon’ fold? (Hell nah) You see them poles? (Hell nah)
We ain’t droppin’ nothin’ less than 30 when we roll (Yuh)
.223’s for the beef, .45’s for the creeps
And my youngins got them switches, they don’t even need no sleep (Bah, bah, bah!)
This for twin, I’m gon’ spin, then I’m spinnin’ that shit again
Wipe him clean off the map, make his family play pretend (Ha-ha)
On a mission, never missin’, got the button on the stick
If we see him in the open, press delete, that’s it (Bitch!)
[Chorus]
Ayy, bitch, what's poppin'? My name K, I keep that choppa on my lap (On my lap)
I don't trust no fuckin' soul, I'm EBK, ain't no shake hands, it's a wrap (Fuck that)
He been talkin' on the net, but in the streets that boy a rat (Pussy!)
We done bounced out with them sticks, emptied clips, and doubled back (Blow, blow)
Ain’t no movie, this shit real life, left his brains on top the grate (Boom!)
Tried to duck, but he slipped, now his homie gotta pray (Ayy, hah)
Last week we slid in foreigns, this week we slid in stolen plates (Skrrt)
Free my dawgs up out them chains, soon as they home, we crack the safe (Gang!)

[Outro]
Yeah… (Gang)
Free the real (Free the real)
Fuck the fakes (Fuck ‘em)
K-LyricOne, bitch
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Blrrrt!