Letra de ' Bounce ' de The Lord

Yo
Step in walkin on beat
Sperry Top-Sider on my feet
Subaru on my keys
Harmon Kardon speakers that beat

And I blew one but
Not the way he blew me (ugh)
I got stung by the man o' war
But at least I'm up on the beach

He asked me for my number
He gotta wait his turn in line
Gotta pivot on a doofus
Like a turn in a line

I told him that I'm good, but
He keep sayin' I'm fine
That was a metaphor
In case
Y'all ain't get
That line (ugh, Fantom)

Issa lot
Can you handle this
Or nah?
'Cause I ain't fuckin round
Wit no bum nigga
Who can't keep no job

Oh

Can you handle a drop?
I bang dubstep a lot
I go to them festivals every summer
A couple of tabs I drop (ugh)

Aloe plant on my table
And I'm wired like cable
And I'm tired of y'all lyin on me
Y'all tell stories like fables (ugh)

They'll never be stable
They're still on the nipple
In cradles

My credit score is
So good
I just
Copped a free month
Of cable (ugh)

I got it on lock
Like what you put on a bagel
In the car screamin
Fuck cops
While my skin lookin
So hazel (ugh)

They'll never be able
To perfect their flow like me
That's why I'll never fuck with a nigga
That's rappin on a whack beat (ugh)

Brawlin with Mav
Then we link Steven in, too
They are both my niggas
They are white but it is cool

A dip in the pool
Have photoshoots in it too
Sayin: Girl, you be killin em
You look Fabolous, boo!

I ain't got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that's tickin
But you say it's real
It don't tick if it's real

I ain't got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that's tickin
But you say it's real
It don't tick if it's real

I ain't got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that's tickin
But you say it's real
It don't tick if it's real

I ain't got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that's tickin
But you say it's real
It don't tick if it's real