LIONAIRE - Bounce Back lyrics
[LIONAIRE - Bounce Back lyrics]
I tell that bitch bounce back
Come and hula hoop
She get a Grammy for them freaky moves
All my bitches thick and
Brown like Winnie-Pooh
That booty clappin' like it's Fruity Loops
All my niggas trappin' for the money
A dollar make a bitch look sunny
A milli turn a nigga to a buddy
Money cash rules ain't on me
But, I still believe they can't
Take that from me
Chill with certain bitches in the backyard
Painting vivid pictures like I'm Renoir
Tats on that bitch like a NASCAR
But she broke tryna catch a nigga's bank card
Born when Makeveli died, I'm the new Pac
Swiss like my Rolly, watch, I'm a trap god
Straight buggin'
Gettin' money off the laptop
You know it's real when they
Start to be a mascot
Everybody's watchin' lowkey from the side
But, I prolly never know
Ass so fat you could see it from the front
Kim style that's fo' sho
All these motherfuckers actin'
Like they innocent
I got your girl's crib key
You be fuckin' with
Straight from Zurich for my birthday
Body language, she so thirsty
I'mma banger make a banger with my lango
Bitch 46 the city, watch how I be reppin' it
Talkin' money, never German, never English
Bitch show them niggas what I can
Momma teached me this
Switchin' lanes, dirty bitches
Dirty soundtrack used to be on the bottom
But now I bounced back
All my rowdy niggas with me, fuck a contract
Niggas leave when I shoot like a photograph
Haters on me, yeah ladies on me, yeah
Steady with the fam gettin' digit's, homie
Yeah genius with them flows, genius
With them beats, nigga
Genius with them hoes, genius with the lead
Nigga
I tell them rappers step back
For the nigga shoot
I get a nomi (nomination) for the illest loot
Finessin' your spot in your city
46 the block, yeah, we make it trough
All my niggas trappin' for the money
Busy trappin' bitch like the New York traffic
Get a lotta money is the exit
The lack of confidence make 'em
Ask where the cash is
Recognize real, fuck the other side
Fuck a major deal, I'm on my own grind
Black or white bitch only certified
Purple like a stack, I got swervin' eyes
High quality Chardonnay diva
Cashes clay on that cake
80k in a week that's on my team bruh
I told myself that I make it anyway
Everybody's watchin' lowkey from the side
But, I prolly never know
Ass so fat you could see it from the front
Kim style that's fo' sho
Come and hula hoop
She get a Grammy for them freaky moves
All my bitches thick and
Brown like Winnie-Pooh
That booty clappin' like it's Fruity Loops
All my niggas trappin' for the money
A dollar make a bitch look sunny
A milli turn a nigga to a buddy
Money cash rules ain't on me
But, I still believe they can't
Take that from me
Chill with certain bitches in the backyard
Painting vivid pictures like I'm Renoir
Tats on that bitch like a NASCAR
But she broke tryna catch a nigga's bank card
Born when Makeveli died, I'm the new Pac
Swiss like my Rolly, watch, I'm a trap god
Straight buggin'
Gettin' money off the laptop
You know it's real when they
Start to be a mascot
Everybody's watchin' lowkey from the side
But, I prolly never know
Ass so fat you could see it from the front
Kim style that's fo' sho
All these motherfuckers actin'
Like they innocent
I got your girl's crib key
You be fuckin' with
Straight from Zurich for my birthday
Body language, she so thirsty
I'mma banger make a banger with my lango
Bitch 46 the city, watch how I be reppin' it
Talkin' money, never German, never English
Bitch show them niggas what I can
Momma teached me this
Switchin' lanes, dirty bitches
Dirty soundtrack used to be on the bottom
But now I bounced back
All my rowdy niggas with me, fuck a contract
Niggas leave when I shoot like a photograph
Haters on me, yeah ladies on me, yeah
Steady with the fam gettin' digit's, homie
Yeah genius with them flows, genius
With them beats, nigga
Genius with them hoes, genius with the lead
Nigga
I tell them rappers step back
For the nigga shoot
I get a nomi (nomination) for the illest loot
Finessin' your spot in your city
46 the block, yeah, we make it trough
All my niggas trappin' for the money
Busy trappin' bitch like the New York traffic
Get a lotta money is the exit
The lack of confidence make 'em
Ask where the cash is
Recognize real, fuck the other side
Fuck a major deal, I'm on my own grind
Black or white bitch only certified
Purple like a stack, I got swervin' eyes
High quality Chardonnay diva
Cashes clay on that cake
80k in a week that's on my team bruh
I told myself that I make it anyway
Everybody's watchin' lowkey from the side
But, I prolly never know
Ass so fat you could see it from the front
Kim style that's fo' sho