YBN Nahmir - Bounce Out With That Remix (feat. Machine Gun Kelly) (2018)

YBN Nahmir - Bounce Out With That Remix (feat. Machine Gun Kelly)

Chorus:
(Gang)
Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit)
Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch)
I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, ayy
Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (huh, huh)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound ('long in a dog pound)
Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (bitch)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grrah, pow, pow, pow)

Post-Chorus:
Fuck a bitch and then I put it in a bitch throat (bitch throat)
Never give a bitch yo' phone, that's a no-no (hell nah)
Off tops, new chain and my wrist froze (on the gang)
Loaded up, still bouncin' with that .44 (huh)
Fuck a bitch and then I put it in a bitch throat (bitch throat)
Never give a bitch yo' phone, that's a no-no (hell nah)
Off tops, new chain, and my wrist froze (huh)
Loaded up, still bouncin' with that .44 (huh)

Verse-1:
Stop it, niggas knowin' that I drop shit (I drop shit)
Get popped quick 'cause them niggas that you rock with (rock with)
Like Jay said, bitch I gotta keep a chopstick (grrah)
Big stick, I bounce out with that mop stick (grrah, pow, pow, pow)
These niggas talkin', watch I pull up in that fuckin' Hemi (skrrt)
Tote automatics so I pass my lil bro the semi (on the gang)
I'ma rock this lil bitch 'til that tank empty (huh)
I'ma still blow that bitch 'til the clip empty (ayy, gang)

Bridge:
Bitch I'm a P (what), bitch I'm a G (huh)
Took that lil bitch now that bitch off the leash (ayy, ayy, ayy, gang)

Chorus:
Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit)
Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (pass her to the clique, nigga)
I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch)
I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, huh
Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (stay wild)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (dog pound)
Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (huh)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grrah, pow, pow, pow)

Verse-2:
Aye, YBN I need a piece of this shit hold up
Aye gunna, lately I'm fucking everybody's bitch
Take they little shit then I throw it on my wrist
I'ma, outlaw never played the politics
In the Grammy's with a gun until they put me on the list
I had, two pop-stars in the same pic
Now they, two pop-stars on the same dick
Ruthless, who's bitch did I have at Ruth Chris
Eating up two dicks like Twix
Its the young gun, one ton
Suit case full of Ben Franks in the trunk
Double X
Gang in the flesh
Bounce out with the pistol with the Montclair vest
Oh you mad cause I'm styling on you
We eatin' Penne, all Italian on you
Three albums on you
Man you not really with this shits
You don't wanna go to war with the twenty one six
Bitch I'ma G
Bitch I'ma freak
My bitch bring two bitches bitch that make three, I say

Chorus:
Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit)
Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (pass her to the clique, nigga)
I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch)
I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, huh
Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (stay wild)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (dog pound)
Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (huh)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grrah, pow, pow, pow)