My Friends and I Pt. 2

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, that- that- thats whats up
I got my squad on deck
Yeah, yeah, thats who I rep (Woo, wo)
We Ziploc tight, we fresh
Post up with all my friends
This- this- this- this- this that next (Yeah)
Im truly feelin blessed
Just cashed out all my checks (Uh- huh)
Act like you not impressed (Yeah, whatever)
Monster shorty
Keepin it lit-eroni
Got cheese like macaroni
Stackin my ch-ch-cheddar, cheddar, cheddar
I dont stress
Cause I just clear my head
That meditation flex
My glow-up effortless
You know, you know, you know
My friends and I get down
And we dont play around
My DJ got that sound
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
My friends and I get down
And we dont play around
My DJ got that sound
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
My friends and I get down
And we dont play around
My DJ got that sound
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
My friends and I get down
And we dont play around
My DJ got that sound
My friends and I get-
Thats whats up
This- this- this- this- this that next
Thats whats up
Thats whats up
Me and my friends, we right back at it again
And we dont plan on stoppin so you best to come on in
We got Henn, we got gain , we got gin, we got kin
We got everything you want and we keep a trunk of funk
Let the DJ play the record that I love which is mine
Bring it back, come rewind, let it bangone time
Yeah, I knew you like to party like I party, like I party
Dog house, no doubt,
Now, back, back, back (You know, you know, you know)
My friends and I get down
And we dont play around
My DJ got that sound
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
My friends and I get down
And we dont play around
My DJ got that sound
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
My friends and I get down
And we dont play around
My DJ got that sound
Bounce, bounce , bounce, bounce
My friends and I get down
And we dont play around
My DJ got that-
B- b- b- bring it again
Thats whats up
This- this- this- this- this that next
Thats whats up
My DJ got that sound
G-g-got his sound
Thats whats up (What, what, what, what?)
My fam, oh, got that ammo
The homie know he Rambo
Ill pull up in camo Lambo
B-bumpin, its my jam, oh
We might seem causin problems
We showin love, thats knowledge (Woo, woo, woo)
We keeps it movin on the newness
Got a lot of options
So delicious
Thats why the villains vicious
My doggies stay ambitious
We all about our bidness
My friends all on the payroll
We countin up them pesos
Around the clock we stackin paper
Like, 'Where did the day go?'