Bounce

Okay back in the house with the muh'fuckin style
Back in the house with the muh'fuckin style
Back, back in the house with the muh'fuckn style
Back in the house, with the...

Okay back with the sound
Make you motherfuckers bounce
Renz in the house
Shut your motherfuckin mouth
Tell these pussy niggas simmer down
Nigga please believe me
It's easy to figure out like
I'm swimming in some different figures now
What you think
I'm gettin' bitches
Cuz they all diggin' the style?
Gimmicks from these clowns
Actin friendly when around
If these critics keep critiquing
It's finna get critic-al
Nigga I'm just doin'
What I'm supposed to do
Chasing your dreams is
The only way you gonna get closer to em
Never operate inside the bounds
That they conform you to
And the king of the town
Is always just a local dude
I'll smoke him too
God damn yo
I cannot stand it
Ass on commando
Thru shorties' pants and
Watch where your hands go
Can't even manage
Might need some handcuffs

Unh, yeah

I'm back like chiropractic procedures
While these niggas capping more
Than supreme does
How they act when they see ya
Different from when
They tap on their screens but
Nobody on the app gone believe em
Especially when you approach
Them dudes
Snapping more than photo shoots
That's when fear's invoked
And they ain't vocal
Can't provoke you
Need a phone to do it
Homie I been noticed you
I'm just sitting here off in the corner
Closest to the weed aroma
And you know the crew

Back in the house with the muh'fuckin style
Back in the house with the muh'fuckin style
Back, back in the house with the muh'fuckn style
Back in the house with the muh'fuckn style



Credits
Writer(s): Lorenzo Bess Jr.
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