4xkay - Bounce Out (feat. Quandre) Lyrics

Bitch, I'm in the kitchen, got my wrist all in the pot
And my neck is f*ckin' glistened, tryna take it, you'll get shot
Bitch, don't think that I'm lackin', man, I always keep a hop
Ya bitch, she f*ckin' with the gang, cuz she knowin' that we flock

Nigga tryna say the hoes, you should get that boy a cape
Walked in with hella guns, and I'm drippin', bathin' ape
Don't come around, think you my bro, and you knowin' I'm a snake
When I bounced up out the cut, you shoulda seen that nigga face

When I start goin', niggas start to hide
I shot at him, then I shot again, but I don't think he died
I told bro to spend back, I'm tryna make him unalive
Get that lo, then I'm on the way, bitch, I'm finna slide

I don't think you good to blow your gun, lil' nigga, you can't slide with me
We been puttin' belt to ass for life 4 years, this ain't a rivalry
If I put this bitch in park, pop out the V, I'm tryna catch a B
Catch that nigga by his self out on the ave and beat him out his jeans

Shooters workin' overnight, catchin' bodies while I sleep
I get higher than a bitch, Im mixin ops with perks, and lean
He was droppin' on my 4 , I catch him out, then hit his spleen
I go and link up with your bitch and couldn't finish, I'm off a bean

I'm in the stu with J-Dot,he don't pour the wok up
Niggas really be mad, I know they hatin' cause they not us
Know how to work my fist, but I still gon' keep the Glock tucked
I be prayin' to the Lord, on em drills, I know he got us

I ain't tryna hear that bullshit, I need it right now
He was talkin' tough, I got hot shit, dat make him pipe down
His mans got hit, I bet that nigga ain't outside now
Bitch i keep da fan, I bet the chop gon' blow his mind out

You might catch me with your bitch, but I swear that I don't make her mine now
Fa,Fa into the crowd to f*ck around and make him pipe down
What the f*ck, I look like fightin and I might never put my pipe down
Sipin wock, f*ck up my kidneys, I might never put the pints down

I quanny stopped the V, I'm bailin' out, we yellin' go
My brother took me on them drills, he had to teach my ass the ropes
We up off out in the winter in the snow, rip up his coat
I ain't never drive the boat, 4s of wock, I'm movin' slow

Ayy, bitch, I'm off the drusg, they all up in my body
This shit walkin' dead, he catch a slug, I treat him like a zombie
How you ain't gon' slide for your bro, my niggas know they got me
Blowin' shit up, I treat the opp just like it's kamikaze

If my brother ever say he got a lo, then it's a copy

Niggas dissin' and them songs ain't did a thing and that's the problem