Bounce

Yo
Mighty Mint
Lemme get em

Yo, gang gang, that's the sound that the block make
Bare mans in the grass and they all snake
The mans tryna run me down, man, they all fake
So see me with the ice drip, see me with the cake
And imma fund the shits, till you see my bank break
Pick up in the vern block, you gon' get it laced
Say you the illest with the ink, you might get erased
Or better yet, send a threat, get your mans chased
Any day, i'm still billin on this cold spot
I drop the burner phone, then i take the whole block
We some new hustlers, getting old guap
Taking everything you got, with a hoe thot
And imma sum it up, money over traps
Burner phone scraps and the phones getting tapped
And i'm in the hood, so the dollas aint capped
All i do stack racks, you can't get it back

They aint really know I'm really with the shits though
Got about a dozen goons in the crib so
Better back down when you see the click go
Better back down when you see the click go
They aint really know I'm really with the shits though
Got about a dozen goons in the crib so
Better back down when you see the click go
Better back down when you see the click go

Yo, all these mans on the sus pack
I run that, one lap, man my slums wack
Catch you with a piece of cheese, that's a dumb rat
Imma make a stack every time I run a dap
Dry days aint an option, mighty flossing
Mind on my money, and this younging never lost it
Mighty mint catch an op when he playing possum
Can't step to me, tell you, i'm a goblin
Mobbin, bossin, real with the craft
Boy I send dem hittas and dem dealers at your ass
Thousands for the clash, more in the stash
And I aint quit on nothing, that's a blunt turn to ash
Uh, roley on the left side
I get it from the deep east to the west side
I aint lying, man, i really had to hit em up
All this shit on my mind, had to spit it up

They aint really know I'm really with the shits though
Got about a dozen goons in the crib so
Better back down when you see the click go
Better back down when you see the click go
They aint really know I'm really with the shits though
Got about a dozen goons in the crib so
Better back down when you see the click go
Better back down when you see the click go

The grind never stops to a little op
Where my strip hard, you can call that shit a cinderblock
Count the plug charge and i aint dealing with no kilowatts
Say his stack tight but it really not
You can get it, it aint matter if you ill or not
How could i be dying, if i'm living, imma live a lot
So i don't mind if the hitta wanna send a shot
All crash down when you see the celing drop
And i play the game, till a man curl over
Mighty mint the king and the soulja
Break your block when I'm in the bulldozer
My boys close and my fam real closer
I prolly go out like a chemo patient
Fighting to the death, dying for these statements
Learned from the pavement, wrote it in the basement
And it's murder that she wrote till they cave in

They aint really know I'm really with the shits though
Got about a dozen goons in the crib so
Better back down when you see the click go
Better back down when you see the click go
They ain't really know I'm really with the shits though
Got about a dozen goons in the crib so
Better back down when you see the click go
Better back down when you see the click go



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Writer(s): Sarujan Ravindran
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