Trap House Bounce Lyrics

Trap house bounce, Bad bitch shorty tryna get buss down

Like my wrist, water splash, shorty might drown

Yessirski, all the vibes go round

The FN on me, I was sliding through the towns

Brody got that 4-5, the heater making sounds

Married to the money like, these are my vows

Bro off the wax, and he high up in them clouds

Ive been balling all day, and I never had a doubt

Smoking out the P, break it down by the ounce

Swaps all day, this the trap house bounce

I'm stacking up that cheddar, need a hundred bands

Shorty tryna GURP me, she know I'm the man

Getting to the bag, it's a prada brand

Chrome stepping in some fashion, they don't understand

I'm dropping all these bombs like Afghanistan

Monclair coat, bitch I need a fan

And I been plugged in like I knew the LAN

Been juggin since them packs went and touched my hand

There's always something getting cooked when I'm in my jam

I'm like the boogie man, with no hoodie on

If I'm sipping this patty, or that Don Perrion

Louis V duffel, and that's the carry on

And yo shooter trembling, so get your scary on

Bad bitch shorty tryna get bust down

Like my wrist, water splash, shorty might drown

Yessirski all the vibes go round

The FN on me , I been sliding through the town

Brody got that 4-5, the heater making sounds

Married to the money like, these are my vows

Bro off the wax, and he high up in them clouds

I'm balling all day, and I never had a doubt

Smoking out the P, break it down by the ounce

Swaps all day, this the trap house bounce

Swaps all day, this the trap house bounce