Текст песни Bounce Out - Veyster

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Bounce out, I was trappin' at my mom's house
These bitches on me, guess I turned into a dog, now
Hit the strips with the strips like shit finna' ball out
After I get the head from this bitch, I'ma walk out

I've been talkin' slick, I'm finna put a patent on my flows now
You the type of nigga only out when the bro's out
You the type of nigga tuck tail when the ho's out
Niggas really weird, dumped the clip in the whole house

Look, nigga, hang yourself
I put a heart on my heart for the pain I felt
You went and signed a deal and you stuck on a shelf
I got four pockets full, lil' baby, I don't need no help

Hit my whip, I just slid to my bitch crib
I'm trippin' cause the feds showed up on big shit
Slidin' out the door, I can't go, gotta switch whips
I switch whips, next thing you know, I switch chicks

And first off, free the real niggas, down to kill niggas
Really in the field, nigga
If rap don't work, I'm really in the field
Nigga, being hood rich, I want a house in the hills

You so motherfuckin' broke, man, that shit ain't right
Takin' shit back at the counter just because his money tight
I have the whole world pressed over some shit I ain't write
Am I finna, drop this Cuban like shit, I just might

I just might slide up cause I wanna slide in it
I be in and out of traffic, they be tryna slide with me
I'm like, catch me if you can while I'm goin' 150
I need a bitch like you, but my name is not Diddy

I dropped big flipper cause I been a bag flipper
Cash different, get her ass did and make her act different
How the fuck I just start? I already passed, niggas
Only smoke woods, do not pass me a swisher

And my last bitch left, but I really don't miss it
She did me so wrong, now my fuckin' mans hit it
Now I got wraith money, the crib, got some land with it
Five hundred dollar steak and I got the lamb with it

Nigga, hit me on the gram like, are you a fan, nigga
Brody off perc, hop out and fan, niggas
I done seen niggas run, but I never ran, niggas
I got a lil' sauce, took off and ran with it

I done hit some rat hoes, bet I won't go again
All my bitches tens and them bitches comin' with a friend
You not gettin' a verse if you ain't comin' with a ten
I ain't comin' with the bins, get some phones, I'ma win

Gave you boys enough time to slide, now I'm done waitin
Niggas same age as me and broke, why they steady hatin'
I smoke when I'm stressed, but I'm finna start meditatin
That nigga prayed, he got hit, didn't die, I think heaven saved him

Doccy bout a buck, I'm bout a bag and I'm feelin' you
Me and ant, hit shorty on film, classic original
They gon' crown me to goat in my city, no fitted
Put a 50 on my own head, the opps couldn't get me

50 on my own head, my opps couldn't afford me
Bad bitch head trash, I gotta ignore her
You a rookie, how you only pour a line and you steady snorin'
I gotta charter jets, no airports, I'm too important

She said I just want your dick, it's crazy, she ain't even get me up
Like I got a ray gun, you gotta pick me up
Thought this was your hoe, she on my phone tryna hit me up
Nigga, what the fuck

Nigga shoulda kept hoopin', I had a crack jumper
Shit, I mean a wet jumper
Gaslightin' all day, lil' nigga need to crack somethin
I got all the codes, lil' nigga, you ain't crack nothing

Lately I been sleep walkin', my bitch keep callin
If it ain't bout no money, nigga, I can't do no talkin
I done done a lot for niggas, took that charge and I'm still balling
Better bring me all the work or his ass gon' have to call in

Better bring me all the work or his ass gon' have to call in
Nigga, I'm out