Bounce Back

One time for the 808
Yeah
Oh really?

You be texting me like "Where you at?", I'm on the way
Gotta keep a burner on me just in case
Never let it get too personal
I got plenty of the worst from you
Don't be surprised if at the end it doesn't work for you
I've seen it all before
You can never let another nigga hit it when I'm gone
Always treat me good even though I'm on the run
Two times that kind of thing gon' have me running 1's, yeah

You mix it when you're clapping
When you're bust a rubba dubba
Shake, shake, shake, come on, come on
Drop, drop, drop, come on, come on
Bitch that beat come in so hard and so nasty

One time, two time then I like you
Hanging on the other side, shit I might be
Tell me something new, girl surprise me
'Cause I already know just how it's been
We got history, all this ain't no mystery, no
We keep backing it up from windows to the wall
Watchin' niggas walkin' right up to they downfall
Now they stuck, they involved
And you still got a nigga you can throw away

Still be drinking Henny when it's broad day

Still be going crazy like it's okay

Can't nobody tell you nothing anyway
Don't hit the phone when I'm gone out of state

'Cause you be texting me like "Where you at?", I'm on the way
Gotta keep a burner on me just in case
Never let it get too personal
I got plenty of the worst from you
Don't be surprised if at the end it doesn't work for you
I've seen it all before
You can never let another nigga hit it when I'm gone
Always treat me good even though I'm on the run
Two times that kind of thing gon' have me running 1's, yeah

You mix it when you're clapping
When you're bust a rubba dubba
Shake, shake, shake, come on, come on
Drop, drop, drop, come on, come on
Bitch that beat come in so hard and so nasty

Swear I gotta keep it under wraps where I'm at

Don't nobody ever play it cool when I show up in the back
Yeah I might say they like me, faded, I might be
Anything to help me take the funny biz lightly
Gotta give me some respect, never shoot below the net
Should I never bring 'em home, swear they all be the feds
Watching where I tread, couple niggas on my head
With a shorty that I know, we hit the road, you know the rest
I don't need you blowing up the phone since you miss me
You ain't never seen a side of me that's unforgiving

Why don't I just bring em out and show you how I'm living?

Now bust a booty up inside and make that boy want it
Now bust a booty up inside and make that boy want it
Do ya hear the beat knocking? (Knock, knock)
Do ya hear the beat, do ya hear the beat knocking?

You be texting me like "Where you at?", I'm on the way
Gotta keep a burner on me just in case
Never let it get too personal
I got plenty of the worst from you
Don't be surprised if at the end it doesn't work for you
I've seen it all before
You can never let another nigga hit it when I'm gone
Always treat me good even though I'm on the run
Two times that kind of thing gon' have me running 1's, yeah

You mix it when you're clapping
When you're bust a rubba dubba
Shake, shake, shake, come on, come on
Drop, drop, drop, come on, come on
Bitch that beat come in so hard and so nasty