This is a song about "Bouncing back seats"

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

So rap and i go back like asses in car seats/

Use to be sectioned off now we back and got the good seats

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Young fools eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

Scrap back to the block cause it be bouncing like a pogo

Lands with namebrand seats reclinin like in spaceships

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

The thoughts of killing you in different ways are bouncing,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Bare-naked bedroom bouncing better than bunnies

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

You won't see tims and huns bouncing to one rhythm