Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - Bounce Out With That (Remix) lyrics

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Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - Bounce Out With That (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Lately I've been on that f** a n***a b**h (f** Lil' b**h) Pa** it to the clique, you ain't gonna do sh** Twenty-five thousand for that Rollie on my wrist (Rolly on my) All these labels wanna sign, I told them I'm already rich (I'm already rich) [Chorus] Yeah, hold up, (Ay) hold up, hey (Ay) Lately been on that f** a n***a b**h (f** Lil' b**h) Pa** it to the clique, you ain't gonna do sh** Twenty-five thousand for that Rolly on my wrist (Rolly on my) All these labels wanna sign, I told them I'm already rich (I'm already rich) Eastside n***a, I'ma get it off the rip I be movin' 'round with the Eight Tre Crips They be running down if a n***a talk sh** Guarantee you if I shoot my shot I won't miss [Verse] Put that on my mother, I'm a jiggy mother f**er Pulling up with a redbone, like my name was Donald Glover Hit them up, I feel like 2Pac, b**h I'm sicker than a flu shot p**y n***a why you always trynna f** like something that you not If we really got problems send the addy we can solve 'em there We got automatics, ain't no time for the arguing You don't want no static man, the sh**'ll be really shockin' me Hollow tips turning all you n***as into holograms Don't bother me, I ain't gotta put it on display Conscious n***a but I still be givin' out them fades You think because I be preaching, I ain't trying to get paid f** that, these n***as be ridin' in the lanes that I paved Should not have ga**ed them, now I gotta tax 'em Push a n***a whip back like filet, I'ma snatch 'em I stay with a b**h who looks like she came out of Maxim Ion' never cuff 'em tho swear, all I do is smash [Chorus] Hold up, Yea, Hey hey, hold up, Ay Lately I've been on that f** a n***a b**h (f** Lil' b**h) Pa** it to the clique, you ain't gonna do sh** Twenty-five thousand for that Rollie on my wrist (Rolly on my) So these labels wanna sign, I told them I'm already rich (I'm already rich) Eastside n***a, I'ma get it off the rip I be movin' 'round with the Eight Tre Crips They be running down if a n***a talk sh** Guarantee you if I shoot my shot I won't miss [Outro] Blaow Du, du du du du du duu Hey, hey ay ay, Ayy