Keep Bouncing

[Intro] Oh my fuckin' God cunt [Chorus] Aye put your motherfuckin hands up Acting you don’t know the vibe, who am I? I’m ready to ride Aye put your motherfuckin hands up Crowd move side to side, J-A-Y rockin the mic Aye put your motherfuckin hands up Get high, get live, you motherfuckers only got one life And so come on (come on), come on (come on) Come on (come on) keep bouncing (Aye lemme show you why I'm the fucking king) [Verse] My tongue spray bullets, coded in steel, loaded to kill You know deal, JAY dopest in skill Never popular because I never posed an appeal Fuck your rims, AP just got spokes in the wheels Don’t compare, you’re a rider, me? I’m a writer And don’t give me a drink cause imma get too hyper And turn this shit to Fight Club, flip into Tyler Rip the mic up every time I get in a cypher, light stuff Drop it with the Sandgroper City flow Fans, bros, giddy hoes, stand on your tippy toes Won’t catch me with a Lambo doing the Diddy pose But cunt, even your fam knows I’m the witty GOAT In A-U-S, no one’s in my end Cause I did it Peedi Crakk style, pimped my pen Fallb back 'fore I flip sides and get wild My clique's vile, fuck inches and miles I need y’all to [Chorus] Put your motherfuckin hands up Acting you don’t know the vibe, who am I? I’m ready to ride Aye put your motherfuckin hands up Crowd move side to side, J-A-Y rockin the mic Aye put your motherfuckin hands up Get high, get live, you motherfuckers only got one life And so come on (come on), come on (come on) Come on (come on) keep bouncing Aye put your motherfuckin hands up Acting you don’t know the vibe, who am I? I’m ready to ride Aye put your motherfuckin hands up Crowd move side to side, J-A-Y rockin the mic Aye put your motherfuckin hands up Get high, get live, you motherfuckers only got one life And so come on (come on), come on (come on) Come on (come on) keep bouncing [Outro] Oh nah, bring it back Dilla, rest in fucking peace You're a madman for this, this is a madness Goddamn