Rittz, Twista - Bounce lyrics

Superstar, man I'm far from an average Joe
Supernatural stepping out
Looking like I'm in a fashion show
Came into this industry and now
You're witnessing me blow up
Like seeing a tank of gas explode and I'm
I'm high like I'm flyin sitting back of coach
By the window sipping Jack and Cokes
'Bout to pack a bowl but we
Ain't tryna bake a casserole
Looking at the globe from up high
Shots fired
Like Kennedy was riding by the Grassy Knoll
I ain't rich but I got a little cash to blow
When haters saying that I'm changing
I'll be looking at them laughing
Like they cracked a joke
They wasn't with me when I
Traveled down this gravel road
GC, I could never have my pass revoked
So step up and you a dead duck


Get your head bust
Looking like a chef just cracked a yolk
Speakers in the Caddy rattling the patio
When the industry was only
Rocking platinum gold
I was dope back then, but you had the whole
Shit locked until I came and
I cracked the code and I don't
I don't really mean to brag and boast
But then again
My fans look at me as the GOAT
She said she listen to my music
In the bath and soak
Now that's a rap to quote
Hop in my 'Lac and float a Ya Uh yeah
Take a puff and it's up and away we go
Put some pimp shit on my
Radio and bounce, bounce, out
Let the bass vibrate my chest
Take it to the Midwest
Brought it back to the south, and bounce, out

With my homie Tony footwork
Up in Kalamazoo, balling out up in the mall
We don't bounce 'til we spend
A couple thousand on shoes
I'm repping clintel, how can I lose
You out of the loop
These music dudes were clueless who I was
'Til I blew, producing woohs and oohs and ahs
I'm the truth
What you confused? Are you surprised?
I refuse to lose, been booed and crucified
Disapprove the movement, crews get brutalized
If these pooches choose to bite
Get euthanized
I'm the new, the who is who gets neutralized
Twenty two's are huge
My shoes are supersized
Out on cruse, my music boomin' stupid loud
Bumping 8 Ball & MJG
From the outside looking in
I'm sitting on top of the world
But then again I kind of been lately
When I pull up in my Cadillac
My speakers got that rattle back
I'm flashin' back to when I was attacked by
A couple pretty bitches that was begging
Me to pick em up
And take em in and fuck em from the back side
But, I ain't got no time to fuck around
I'm trying to buckle down
And focus on my money, so I stack my
Paper to the ceiling
I'm feeling like a billion
I'm filling up my cup with
That crown and bounce out

Smoking wood, then I’m gone
So far that you can’t even see me
Through the eyes of a telescope
Diamonds on my body
So appealin jottin' down my feelins'
Acting like it was the realest
Shit I ever wrote
Mental telepathy is part of the recipe
That let me know that you want it
I'm giving it to you how you like it
Biology of a pimp, it be in the DNA
To know what you thinking
I’m speaking to you like a psychic
Lil mama know she lovin it so
Don’t try to fight it
I can make your life so appealing
By the way I write it
Make it so she the only shawty I know
On Forgiatos, don’t hit no potholes
I roll up one and light it
On the passenger side of a ride
Like a player
Imma be up in the club talking the big shit
Strange Music, we be the misfit's
Come and twist Rittz, tisk tisk
Cause you gon get your shit split
Middle of the map and nigga finna snap
And let em know the area
Continue to kill em forever, we on
Better be strong to live in
The city I come from
And if you ain’t fucking with it
Then let it be known
And we can either talk about
It or be about it
Me I’d rather sit back and blow an ounce
When I hear something like this
Up on the radio
All a nigga can do is just bounce