Bounce

[PGF Nuk:]
(They got Wooski on the mix)
(Tylian made the beat)
Bounce, bounce out the V, chase
Fo'nem really gon' chase the first nigga that he see
Bounce, bounce out the V, chase
Fo'nem really gon' chase the first nigga that he see

[G Herbo:]
Swerve, G Herbo
I'm straight off the eight
Bail out is straight
Walk in the bank
Take the cash in and out
They know me, I be in and out
Round chase, dump 'em in to the count
What it is? Bet it ain't go bounce
Dumping 40 shells, bounce off the ground
Pull up, make everybody bounce
Scrap out the whip and chase everybody down
Till we make niggas stay the house
Now we got niggas playing the house
Get the lo'we, we gon' lay on the house
Hell no, ain't no spraying the house
Fuck nigga, better stay in his house
Nigga, better watch the surroundings, ay
'Cause that backdoor have his friend, have his friend of a friend in route
Be the same nigga laying him out
I'm from the raq tho'
Shit get violent, that's how the stats go
Shit get wicked
If it get sticky, bro got a button on his fifty
I know he finna get busy
30's and 50's
Came out with switches, now they don't want nothing but Glizzy's
Knock off his fitted
They don't want nothing but Drac's
Knock off his face
Bro'nem still in the trenches
I'm toting the missile when I'm out of state
If you run into him, you get it, it might be accidental
They spinning and spinning until they bounce

[PGF Nuk:]
Bounce, bounce out the V, chase
Fo'nem really gon' chase the first nigga that he see
He say he always up on his block, well, let's go see
He gon' die up on that street
Type his ass then hit delete, let's play ball, we compete

Bounce, tell the opps to come out
I got the Drac', folks got the switch
We just parked outside his house
Unlimited switches, ain't no drought
I don't recruit, I ain't no scout
Niggas already know what we be 'bout
Don't come in this life, you'll get took out
Jump, jump crazy, you got the nerve?
Think I'on got switch?
I'll up this bitch, put it to yo' face like ''What's the word?''
12 right behind me, jump the curve
I got wheel like I'm swerve
I'm too fly, I ain't no bird
Mix designers, they gon' merch
Ride down the nine, yo' shit get flipped
Extra shots, we give out tips
Be hard to find, 'cause we take trips
We got money up over here
We caught yo' brother and he got smoked
Cry everyday, he lost hope
Caught him slipping like some soap
Now they both dead, I smoked 'em both
If you hanging with the opps, then you know you an opp
We was in a car with unlimited shots
Thinking like Roddy, got stick in the box
Hop in another car, we was blicking the opps
Two shooters, stick and a Chop'
Street cleaners, broom and a mop
Mooda get mad, get to shooting the opps
Benji love pussy, he was fucking the thots

Bounce, bounce out the V, chase
Fo'nem really gon' chase the first nigga that he see
He say he always up on his block, well, let's go see
He gon' die up on that street
Type his ass then hit delete, let's play ball, we compete

Bounce, bounce out the V (Bounce out the V)
Bounce, bounce out the V (Bounce out the V)
Fo'nem really gon' catch the first nigga that he see (Chase)
Bounce, bounce out the V