Bounce Bacc lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, Keshawn got the fire beat, motherf*cker

[Chorus: Lil Mosey & Lewie]
Ayy, lil' mama threw it back (Lil b*tch), we gon' run up a sack (n*gga, sack)
Holdin' up some bands, got a whole lot of that (Bands)
And my brotha' lose a case, we gon' bounce right back (Yeah we–)
Holdin' on the choppa got a SK in the back
With that 40 on me, I ain't worry 'bout a thing (Ain't worried 'bout a thing)
My young n*ggas swerve when we started switchin' lanes
Runnin' up that bag, we ain't worry 'bout the fame
MKF, Bandkids in the motherf*ckin' gangs

[Verse 1: Lil Mosey]
Hop up in the 'Rari, young n*gga, love flexin'
Lookin' at you, like b*tch, who you impressin'?
I'm wit' MKF, so you better learn your lesson
I put a .22, just like a Smith & Wesson
Got a whole lotta bands, now I'm ballin'
Last year got dissed, but I bounce back like Spalding
Just left the south end, go perform in Austin
Last year left Seattle, got a coupe, just always flossin'
Baby at my crib, so you know just how I do
And I might f*ck yo' best friend right after you
And I never give a f*ck if you ask what I'ma do
And I'm laughin' at you 'cause you soft like Hi-Chew (Lil' b*tch)
[Chorus: Lil Mosey & Lewie]
Ayy, lil' mama threw it back (Lil b*tch), we gon' run up a sack (n*gga, sack)
Holdin' up some bands, got a whole lot of that (Bands)
And my brotha' lose a case, we gon' bounce right back (Yeah we–)
Holdin' on the choppa got a SK in the back
With that 40 on me, I ain't worry 'bout a thing (Ain't worried 'bout a thing)
My young n*ggas swerve when we started switchin' lanes
Runnin' up that bag, we ain't worry 'bout the fame
MKF, Bandkids in the motherf*ckin' gangs

[Verse 2: Lewie]
Lewie, I'm really on my sh*t
On some I told you sh*t
I've been focused lately, baby, how you ain't notice this
Me and Mosey in the cut, rise up, rollin' up
MKF and that's the gang, kush, we goin' up
Shawty I came right out the mud, you gotta show me sum'
Had it 'cause I'm suckin n*ggas up tryna help me up
f*ck the opposition, they can't help us love
Imma blow you, right above me, you 'prolly sippin' mud
I'm just shinin' wit my bands, get a bustdown
They hatin' 'till I pull that BM 'Doub truck round
I told my bro he got a bag when he touch down
Young n*ggas come up from nun', watch how we come now
Aye, feelin' like that n*gga you can't touch him
n*gga, I don't want that kiss, 'cause she a dub, I'm not a dumb n*gga
You can't touch, young n*gga, aye, we rollin' up
[Chorus: Lil Mosey & Lewie]
Ayy, lil' mama threw it back (Lil b*tch), we gon' run up a sack (n*gga, sack)
Holdin' up some bands, got a whole lot of that (Bands)
And my brotha' lose a case, we gon' bounce right back (Yeah we–)
Holdin' on the choppa got a SK in the back
With that 40 on me, I ain't worry 'bout a thing (Ain't worried 'bout a thing)
My young n*ggas swerve when we started switchin' lanes
Runnin' up that bag, we ain't worry 'bout the fame
MKF, Bandkids in the motherf*ckin' gangs