BFM

[Intro]
Bounce for me, shake and drop it
Put some money in your pocket
Bounce for me, shake and drop it
Put some money in your pocket
Dance for me, work for me
Baby, make it pop for me
Bounce for me, shake and drop it
Put some money—

[Verse 1: Luke Bar$]
Yeah, bitch nigga talkin' bitch nigga shit
I be talkin' that rich nigga shit
I was sleepin' on the floor for the shit
Sharin' food with my dogs for this shit
You know I gotta get it out the mud
Eviction letters every other other month
Put the pussy on me, show a nigga love
Said I'Il die for it, spell it out in blood
Young nigga, he the trapper of thе month
My shorty make way more money thеn them boys
Y'all niggas ain't poppin' (No)
I'm the type to curve a bougie bitch
Girl, you know I got too much options (No)
Came out the womb locked in
I'm still with the goons, shawty
My neck icy like it's hockey
We passing niggas like it's Stockton
I pull up dead upon arrival
The pussy good, I hit the lotto
I'm in her 'til she hit the high notes
I put that shit up on the Bible
You know who that shit belong to
I ain't even gotta say nothing
You heard me

[Chorus: Meech BOLD]
Uh, activated by pussy, money and violence (Pussy, money and violence)
I ain't been the same ever since I got power (Ever since I got power)
Too easy, I'm Lil Weezy on Carter (Yup)
Do this shit all on my own, promise you don't want me charged up

[Verse 2: Jiles]
Bitches on my dick, niggas talking shit
Mattress getting flipped, we was project kids
Stealing niggas' whips
Only thing in common, we lacked common sense
Riding windows tint
Platinum off the phone, niggas stealing flows
Do a drive-by, that's a pick and roll
Sing a lullaby, niggas selling lies
Opps went route running, caught them on the fly
Put it to the side, issues on go
Get it pronto, this was '94
I be Death Row, probably go gold
You'd probably go ghost, nigga, I know
You niggas so-so, denim jeans rolled
Muji furniture, bed sitting low
Ten grams of dope, that's a finger roll
That's a finger roll, that's a finger roll

[Refrain: Meech BOLD]
Got you some goals, baby (Yeah), I need that ass shaking (Let's go)
Got you some goals, baby (Yeah), I need that ass shaking (Let's go)
Got you some goals, baby (Yeah), I need that ass shaking (Let's go)
Got you some goals, baby (Yeah), I need that ass shaking (Let's go)

[Verse 3: FELIX]
Shot calling since I last saw you and I'm back out, a nigga rollin'
Santa Monica, fantasizing 'bout the 'Raris, Trackhawks and Rovers
Can't allow these niggas running lip, should've beat his ass like he stole it
Last time was on some funny shit, I be slick forgetting what the goal is
Half these niggas is bogus, half these niggas'll fold up
Backed up in these corners and kept it Fendi, don't I?
Hundred thousand, real nigga shit, you can't control 'em
Spark the blizz and shit'll be gone just as soon as you roll it
Food, niggas is lunch and they know it
Boo, FELIX's season is coming
Cool, start to scheming on 'em
Ain't shit different on me, no
Came from the ugly, was slummin'
I ain't have nothin', but never was bummin' it
They hear the gossip and run with it
Baow, one to your jersey, you stumblin'
One to the jaw like you mumblin'
Niggas be acting like I ain't the one
You seen another phenomenon?
Wow, swear you niggas been dumb since Montell fuckin on Kamala
Hah, watch shit fall like dominos
Seen what I seen, couldn't stomach it

[Refrain: Meech BOLD]
Got you some goals, baby (Yeah), I need that ass shaking (Let's go)
Got you some goals, baby (Yeah), I need that ass shaking (Let's go)
Got you some goals, baby (Yeah), I need that ass shaking (Let's go)
Got you some goals, baby (Yeah), I need that ass shaking (Let's go)

[Chorus: Meech BOLD]
Uh, activated by pussy, money and violence (Pussy, money and violence)
I ain't been the same ever since I got power (Ever since I got power)
Too easy, I'm Lil Weezy on Carter (Yup)
Do this shit all on my own, promise you don't want me charged up

[Outro]
I need that ass shaking
I need that ass shaking
I need that ass shaking
Got you some goals, baby, I need that ass shaking