[Hook] Bruh, I see, girls everywhere Titties, a**, hands in the air, it's a party over here Shake it for the man of the year Uh, man of the year, man of the... bounce [Verse 1] Home of the party and the trees Sunny land of the G's, please let a n***a breathe Tank top top down for the breeze Burnt lips, got a blunt full of weed, peace, love, enemies n***a I ain't come for the beef You ain't know she came for the skeet? Got pipe for the cheeks n***a, I'm the life of the beat f** that, this year gotta eat, bounce for the crown You be hating and I still hold it down When you round man the girls never lounge, man I heard you a hound Bruh, man, that b**h need a pound Tip-tip-tip bounce out her gown, hands high to the sound Uh, yeah, I'm the rich n***a now b**h, I'm the talk of the town, make a b**h run her mouth Go south for the boy Pop down to the floor... bounce [Hook] [Verse 2] Home of the slanging on the curb Weed cards every corner sell herb, watch ya fly to a bird n***a, I could pitch you a curb Let this real sh** occur, make mills from a verb n***a cop a crib in the burbs, n***a You ain't said nothing but a word, smoke something for ya nerve Home of the paid on the first Then n***a going broke by the third, bounce for the crown Fast forward getting real tell me now Every dog need a cat to meow, every once in a while I see hands in the crowds See whites, blacks blazing a pound, jumping around Tits, a** bump out her gown Bounce from the ground, hype for the sound This verse straight from the morgue Pop down from the floor... bounce [Hook]