Lewie, Lil Mosey - Bounce Bacc lyrics

Yeah, Keshawn got the fire beat, motherfucker

Ayy, lil' mama threw it back
(Lil Bitch) , we gon' run up a sack (Nigga
Sack) holdin' up some bands
Got a whole lot of that (Bands)
And my brotha' lose a case
We gon' bounce right back (yeah we–)
Holdin' on the choppa got a SK in the back
With that 40 on me
I ain't worry 'bout a thing
(Ain't worried 'bout a thing)
My young niggas swerve when
We started switchin' lanes
Runnin' up that bag
We ain't worry 'bout the fame
MKF, Bandkids in the motherfuckin' gangs

Hop up in the 'Rari, young nigga
Love flexin' lookin' at you, like bitch
Who you impressin'?
I'm wit' MKF, so you better learn your lesson
I put a 22, just like a Smith & Wesson
Got a whole lotta bands, now I'm ballin'
Last year got dissed
But I bounce back like Spalding
Just left the south end, go perform in Austin
Last year left Seattle, got a coupe
Just always flossin'
Baby at my crib, so you know just how I do
And I might fuck yo' best
Friend right after you
And I never give a fuck if
You ask what I'ma do
And I'm laughin' at you 'cause
You soft like Hi-Chew (Lil' bitch)

Ayy, lil' mama threw it back
(Lil Bitch) , we gon' run up a sack (Nigga
Sack) holdin' up some bands
Got a whole lot of that (Bands)
And my brotha' lose a case
We gon' bounce right back (yeah we–)
Holdin' on the choppa got a SK in the back
With that 40 on me
I ain't worry 'bout a thing
(Ain't worried 'bout a thing)
My young niggas swerve when
We started switchin' lanes
Runnin' up that bag
We ain't worry 'bout the fame
MKF, Bandkids in the motherfuckin' gangs

Lewie, I'm really on my shit
On some I told you shit
I've been focused lately, baby
How you ain't notice this
Me and Mosey in the cut, rise up, rollin' up
MKF and that's the gang, kush, we goin' up
Shawty I came right out the mud
You gotta show me sum'
Had it 'cause I'm suckin niggas
Up tryna help me up
Fuck the opposition, they can't help us love
Imma blow you, right above me
You 'prolly sippin' mud
I'm just shinin' wit my bands, get a bustdown
They hatin' 'till I pull that
BM 'Doub truck round
I told my bro he got a bag when he touch down
Young niggas come up from nun'
Watch how we come now
Aye, feelin' like that nigga
You can't touch him
Nigga, I don't want that kiss
'cause she a dub, i'm not a dumb nigga
You can't touch, young nigga, aye
We rollin' up

Ayy, lil' mama threw it back
(Lil Bitch) , we gon' run up a sack (Nigga
Sack) holdin' up some bands
Got a whole lot of that (Bands)
And my brotha' lose a case
We gon' bounce right back (yeah we–)
Holdin' on the choppa got a SK in the back
With that 40 on me
I ain't worry 'bout a thing
(Ain't worried 'bout a thing)
My young niggas swerve when
We started switchin' lanes
Runnin' up that bag
We ain't worry 'bout the fame
MKF, Bandkids in the motherfuckin' gangs