This is a song about "Bouncy"

Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Abuse paper, run through it 'til the ink's out

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

I missed the couch and down i go lookin' like a bouncy ball

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

You know i'm tryna kill that shit, make sure that urn is out

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground