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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Death Grips
Death Grips
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Death Grips
Death Grips
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Death Grips
Death Grips
Producer
John Greenham
John Greenham
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
[Verse 2]
I can't feel hype, I man kill hype, slapped to still life
Actors posin', plastic like token, can't fit my low end
Splits your ocean, obey the chosen, the latent quotient
Raise the trojan, heavy is the head you're blowin'
I'm fuckin' flippin', minute ago, wasn't schiz', but now I'm itchin'
Critical condition, thought I told you not to listen
This road don't stop shiftin', I'm floatin', I'm driftin'
[Verse 3]
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
[Verse 4]
You ain't heard? Not my problem
Past ain't poppin', Cali curbed
Beyond forgotten, pervin' while them clutch the bottom
Feeders suck like stuck in Stockton
Cut 'em off like drunks been clockin'
Least three a month pre-stalkin'
Noted symptoms, hid like Laden
Bin through shit like Sodom
Instinct man, no question, looped me into no direction
No footprints in this bleach, I tread them
Don't know what yet, that's expected
[Verse 5]
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
[Verse 6]
Caved in my ribs, drug out, fucked out
Samhain skid off bay bridge
Come with me and I'll unhurt you
Keep all I do locked, kept, your move
Keep all I do locked, kept, your move
Should we be worried what I'm not?
Heard bleeders knock all types of shit
Is of no consequence
I'm out there, I'm out there
I'm pushin' mojo, yo, yo, crack
Back and blow your whole set lack
The cojones to make it clap
Bouncin', get up wit' it
[Verse 7]
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
I'm bouncin', whoop, whoop, loud and lit
Allan Poe po' shit, I'm 'bouta lose that blue
Written by: Death Grips
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