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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Mescudi
Scott Mescudi
Songwriter
Benjamin Saint Fort
Benjamin Saint Fort
Composer
Jeremiah Raisen
Jeremiah Raisen
Composer
Isaac "Zac" De Boni
Isaac "Zac" De Boni
Composer
Michael Mule
Michael Mule
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi
Producer
BNYX
BNYX
Producer
SADPONY
SADPONY
Producer
FNZ
FNZ
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trey Station
Trey Station
Assistant Mixing Engineer
William J. Sullivan
William J. Sullivan
Recording Engineer
Iain Findlay
Iain Findlay
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Jean-Baptiste
Jean-Baptiste
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Bounce around
Bounce around
Bounce around
Bounce around
Bounce around
Bounce around
[Verse 1]
Yeah, act like my poo don't stink
Walkin' in the party with a drink and my crew and a blunt
Give a fuck what many **** think
While I get my fuckin' shine on with some girls on my lap
Walked a road most cats never finish
Express all my glow over Benny, hope you get it, get it now
Doin' movies, TV shows, out with Timmy, I'ma burn a pack
Never fallin' off, who the boss? That's fact
Yeah
[Verse 2]
One thing I learn from these lames in the game
Most ain't friends, most ain't Dennis
Watchin' motherfuckas on the low, watchin' every minute
Jealous of your glow, it's they hope that you finished
I ain't worried 'bout money, got a lot, love it
Push these hoes off, frontin', it's nothin'
Two middle fingers to the hate for the trouble
And I'm keep focused on my racks, double
[Chorus]
"Fuck you" from me, if you don't like me, so what?
I am the free, God made me cold as Freon
Walk on a dream, I will show you what a King on
"Fuck you" from me, if you don't like me, ah-ha
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ha
Huh, bitch, ah, ah-ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ah-ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ah-ha
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Dude, **** don't know
Livin' dreams on a boat in West Indies
Coast while I'm doin' the most in most cities
Runnin' like I'm Burrow for the pass for the team, whoa
Never seen that color in them Nikes
SB Dunks on my ramp in the life
Post up at the house party, room spinnin'
Fans spot me, say I'm winnin', I'm grinnin'
[Verse 4]
See me in a drop, got a bad bitch I'ma chop a lot
Most talk shit till they see yo' ass out
Try suckin' on ya dick before you knock 'em out they socks
Bitch
Prayin' that these demons don't get me, they heavy
Bad bitches all in my trippy world setting
Livin' a scene, you couldn't dream it, believe it
The number one under the sun, here's the verdict
[Chorus]
"Fuck you" from me, if you don't like me, so what?
I am the free, God made me cold as Freon
Walk on a dream, I will show you what a king on
"Fuck you" from me, if you don't like me, ah-ha
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ha
Bounce, bounce, bitch, ah, ah-ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ah-ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ah-ha
Yeah
Written by: Benjamin Saint Fort, Isaac "Zac" De Boni, Jeremiah Raisen, Michael "Finatik" Mulé, Scott Mescudi
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