Bounce

T-I-M, the incredible mind
You can find me in the club like 50 bussin' rhymes
Is a hobby, while we out here changin' lives
You just listen to the song, follow along, make a line
Uh
Bars fallin' out my pockets like a dime a dozen
But sometimes I gotta watch it, I forgot that we were clubbin'
Fellas rock with the bass, ladies drop it like a fumble
Everbody body in the club, better get up, get to jumpin'
Like bounce, bounce, like you just ran out of money
Better bounce, bounce, like they said the cops was comin'
Better bounce, bounce, like a kid on a couch, like a kitten on a mouse
Tell your friends at they house, they better bounce, bounce
Right now, right now
Bounce, bounce, you just ran out of money
Better bounce, and ain't a damn thing funny
Cause you just lost your fuckin' job and your van ain't runnin' Uh
80 on the lodge, tryna make it to my baby house
Hit this pothole, car bounce like a bank account
Engine start to sputter, I pull over cause I'm breakin' down
Wait for triple A just for them to say that the wait's an hour
Call my girl up, tell her crazy I can't make it
Now she finna do this interview and needed
Me to take her I'll, find a replacement and support her
But while I face the trial ahead of me, I'ma need therapy
My body's shakin' now, angry, hungry
Tryna make my way home, this dude walk up to my car for some money and I say no
The fool ask why, I'm like oh my god, aye bro
This shit ain't no discussion, like Doja Cat, I say so
Made it to the crib, ate dinner cut the lights out
Checkin' my phone, got a gig, well I'm wiped out tonight
But tomorrow I'ma write down a couple of hundred bars to serve at the club I have em' hype like
Bounce, bounce, like you just ran out of money
Better bounce, bounce, like they said the cops was comin'
Better bounce, bounce, like a kid on a couch, like a kitten on a mouse
Tell your friends at they house, they better bounce, bounce
Right now, right now
Bounce, bounce, you just ran out of money
Better bounce, and ain't a damn thing funny
Cause you just lost your fuckin' job and your van ain't runnin' Uh
Wake up in the morning, got a text from my girl, she got the job
I told her she the best in the world, tell her bout the gig
She say I'm the best with the word, Shakespearean sonnets sounding so sexy when I serve em'
I could be Romeo or Macbeth or just a person
I can write characters who are blessed but also cursed and they life is a mess
Well shit, I guess it always works, got that ego like Kanye, now they head about to burst
Get to writing songs for the show, I get a call from my man's Alex, I'm like damn, what's going on
He said, niggas poppin' shots at my pops, let's get involved
I said, nigga, call the cops, your pops live pretty far
Finish the song, start rehearsing, I'm ripping bars like I'm breaking a Kit Kat
This track really hard, I'm building this adrenaline, feeling a little frantic
Knees weak, arms heavy, but this show won't be no B-Rabbit, nah
Hop into the whip, on my way to the club
Engine smoking like a stoner and my brakes start to buzz, so I brake
Take a breath, cause my brain bout to bust out the cranium
I'm so angry, I rage, start to cuss, kick the car
It bursts into flame, rain, start to flood in the streets
I drown in defeat but wait, I get up
I got people there waiting on me, I race to the club
Barely make it on stage and then the play start to jump like...
Bounce, bounce, like you just ran out of money
Better bounce, bounce, like they said the cops was coming
Better bounce, bounce, like a kid on a couch, like a kitten on a mouse
Tell your friends at they house, they better bounce, bounce, right now, right now
Bounce, bounce, you just ran out of money
Better bounce, and ain't a damn thing funny, cause you just lost your fucking job and your van ain't running
Everybody get up, bounce
Tell your little cousin, bounce
Go and tell your mama, bounce
You just bounce, he just bounce
Go and tell grandma, bounce
Go and tell your uncle, bounce
You just bounce, he just bounce
Everybody better bounce