[Intro: Playdough]
Gold tips
Bouncing off the walls
Bounce, bouncing of the walls
Bouncing off the walls
Bounce, bouncing of the walls
[Verse 1: Playdough]
Bouncing off the walls
Ignoring all my calls
I send 'em straight to voicemail
While I partied in my drawers
Some socks and ADIDAS
Then I change into my chucks
Got a $25 gift certificate for Starbucks
So we there at 11:05
The whole crews here and I think you know why
I got enough credit to cover the whole tribe
Lattes up, we 'bout to go live
Yeah, that's me and my boys
We cream and milk and steam and soy
We ain't trying to be you, cuz the crew's so fly
We Christ Air, Christian Hosoi
Pour it in a cup and we tip it back
Give a little love, and we get it back
Free refills so we fill it up
It'll hit our head in a minute (cough)
Jesus juice and OJ
Your crew don't get no play
If they kick us out, then who cares?
We taking this party to Chipotle
So let's go
Filling up these seats
Drink a thousand Mountain Dews
These road dogs rolling deep
Tell me how we 'bout to lose?
Dudes, girls, get it
Group Fly or die, there's no limit
If life is a piece of pie we gonna split it
Yeah they got a mold, but tell 'em you don't fit it
Yeah they got gold, but tell 'em they don't tip it
Yeah you got goals and tell 'em you gonna get it
A brand new soul, you know it's God-given
And if life is a gift, then tell 'em we gonna live it
[Hook: Playdough] x2
Bouncing off the walls
Bouncing off the walls
Bouncing off the walls
Bounce, bouncing off the walls
[Bridge: Playdough]
Yeah, get up, bounce
Get up, just bounce, bounce
Diva, get up, bounce
Shut up, just bounce, bounce
[Verse 2: MartyMar]
Hey, yo I'm popular but have no friends
They try to give advice, but I got too much common sense
I walk inside the club like I'm the one who pays the rent
In VIP jump up and down until the couch is split
A-a-a-all right I'm out of here
Ride in electronic chairs
Swerving through traffic beeping when I go backwards
I'm just an average kid with big dreams
I serve a big God, I got big schemes
To take over the world, so when I die
Y'all can miss me
[Verse 3: FERN]
I got it, y'all can miss me twice, Fern spit crispy nice
Life's been an inspiration, years of proper preparation
On the block for years, prison wasn't planned
Had 'em bouncing off the walls with the packs from out my hand
I ain't punch in for like ten years
Lost me a whole decade trying to get straight, now I been here
This that slow flow in layman's terms so you can get it clear
I tell other rappers that hard work pays off; persevere
Cause 2014 still gonna be our year
And no catch up, just put work out for the world to hear
[Hook]
[Bridge]