[Intro]
Dirty south shit, nigga (They don't know who they f*ckin' with)
843, what's good wit' ya? (Come on now, let's get it on)
South Carolina, it's your motherf*cking boy (A'ight, here we go)
What's happening?
[Verse 1]
Everything that I say makes me richer
Looked at your girl, now you is out of the picture
What? You still around askin' for hugs?
I'm not the one, baby, I do not give a f*ck
It's Z-A-Y, you've run into that guy
I f*ck you up real quick, I make yo' ass play nice
I build a mountain with my DMs asking me, "Can I slide?"
Hell nah, this dick is worth more than your whole life
[Refrain]
I got ten bum niggas tryna take my spot
I got ten more hoes tryna hit my line
I got ten more checks coming through by nine
I got ten more f*cks, ho, don't you try
[Pre-Chorus]
Hеy, baby, I know you got a thing for Mercedes
How many niggas fumblеd 'cause they can't treat a lady?
Roll with me, I make your life real painless
All you gotta do is tell these niggas you is a lame
You need to—
[Chorus]
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
[Verse 2]
Lot of niggas tryna check my check
I could put your whole lifestyle around my neck
"Oh, you brag too much, you're so full of yourself"
Well, when your life's this good, it's called sharin' the wealth
You wouldn't get it, all you ever do is move stupid
Your life has no meaning, you're perfectly useless
I talk nice in person, but don't get confused
I will f*ck your life up and have 'em dancing to the news, ho
[Refrain]
I got ten bum niggas tryna take my spot
I got ten more hoes tryna hit my line
I got ten more checks coming through by nine
I got ten more f*cks, ho, don't you try
[Pre-Chorus]
Look, lot of niggas tryna f*ck with me
Show you how we handle drama in the 843
I could beat yo ass while putting steps to the beat
You getting turned into a verse if you keep playing with me
Go
[Chorus]
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
[Verse 3]
Don't like when people got opinions on my personal (Nah)
Slap a opp, get pearls for his girl, nigga, I'm versatile
What you doing talkin' to me? I never heard of you (Uh)
Made sure I got the receipt, 'cause I'm returnin' you, fool
All you wack ass niggas tryna be famous
You look like a poser, you're cosplaying greatness, nigga
Leave the realness to real dedicated
Stick to watching your likes and hoping clout gets you laid
[Refrain]
I got ten bum niggas tryna take my spot
I got ten more hoes tryna hit my line
I got ten more checks coming through by nine
I got ten more f*cks, ho, don't you try
[Pre-Chorus]
Trust, tryna tell you, you don't want the smoke
Unless we talking weed, I got a blunt to roll
Trust, yo' ass ain't made for hoes (Oh)
They can smell it on you, you gon' stay alone, nigga
[Chorus]
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce, ho
Bounce, ho, bounce, ho, bounce
[Outro]
Why was I just arguin' with a man
And after proving his point, he gon' say, "Spooky…"
Bitch, I do not like niggas nowadays
Bitch, don't f*ckin' piss me off with your sassy ass, ugh!