
letra de bounce back - baby money
[intro]
(bamondabeat)
n-gga, i done fell off, got back, lost bags, copped sacks
stayed down, got racks
(if you ain’t got a beat from bam, you don’t drop enough)
[chorus]
n-gga, i done fell off, got back, lost bags, copped sacks
stayed down, got racks, the bag gone, i’m drivin’ back
we almost at a half a million, n-gga, copy that
one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four
n-gga, this money got me losin’ my mind, i can’t sleep
these hundreds got me stuck on my grind, i can’t eat
b-tch, i’m the plug, you ain’t coppin’ a dime, we can’t meet
i’m talkin’ one million, two million, three million, four
[verse 1]
he the man in tsa, he walked through clean with his duffel
it ain’t nothin’, i’ma give that b-tch celine if she f-ck me
fell off, bounced back, that’s on mе, it was trouble
been on my that plane and that bus, i nevеr seen n-ggas hustle
i really seen n-ggas double, they was tryna get a ki’
they was runnin’ up they bag, tellin’ me to follow lead
took my own way, started coppin’ big, they askin’, “who is he?”
doin’ six hundred a zip, that’s ninety-six every p
i’m coppin’ seven every week, four za and three cheap
one watch and two links, i wanna cop the three g
every day, it’s new sneaks, bringin’ out all of my cheese
then the police pulled me over and i lost everything
sh-t was stupid
[chorus]
n-gga, i done fell off, got back, lost bags, copped sacks
stayed down, got racks, the bag gone, i’m drivin’ back
we almost at a half a million, n-gga, copy that
one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four
n-gga, this money got me losin’ my mind, i can’t sleep
these hundreds got me stuck on my grind, i can’t eat
b-tch, i’m the plug, you ain’t coppin’ a dime, we can’t meet
i’m talkin’ one million, two million, three million, four
[verse 2]
at this point, i’m the man, ain’t even gotta move my hand
the truck came, them b-tches land, this n-gga copped the whole van
they was pickin’ up the dirt, i had my feet inside the sand
they was pullin’ up a he-rs-, i was jumpin’ in a lamb’
paid in full, i’m like cam, ’bout to f-ck this b-tch on cam
bust a nut, grab my pants, then kick her out like pam
if they catch me up right now, who gon’ get me out that jam?
that’s why i serve on different blocks, stickin’ to the same plan
here go one box goin’ for ten thou’, bro, who want it?
dropped a three-box full of all za for a hundred
i can get you all cooked, that’s a monster, that’s on crumble
stack my cheese up by the hundred thousand, but i’m hungry
[chorus]
n-gga, i done fell off, got back, lost bags, copped sacks
stayed down, got racks, the bag gone, i’m drivin’ back
we almost at a half a million, n-gga, copy that
one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four
n-gga, this money got me losin’ my mind, i can’t sleep
these hundreds got me stuck on my grind, i can’t eat
b-tch, i’m the plug, you ain’t coppin’ a dime, we can’t meet
i’m talkin’ one million, two million, three million, four
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