This is a song about "Girl bounce"

All my niggas hit that zan, and all my ladies bounce that back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

Kush by the ounce that way no checks would bounce

And a spouse with an ass that bounce around

So i turn to look and find out

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

All my niggas hit that zan, and all my ladies bounce that back

And he, what's his name, earl

"eyeing every next girl..."

Made me bounce around, like i don't know, like i won't be here long

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Cause i bounce around like im drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Nigga you betta bounce

Heystop running your mouth