Bipolar
(Chill, Bwser, chill)
Yeah, woah, yeah
Yeah
I'ma throw it up
Yeah, money on the ground, she gon' pick it up
I'm on that bullshit, I think I'm losing it
I'm on that bullshit, I ain't never had shit
I'm on that bullshit, I pull up with mad bitches
I'm on that bullshit, put money on your head quick
Damn, running to that money, these hoes don't mean nothing
Fuck her then I'm done, I stay on the road, like I'm on the run
Spent thirty thousand on some clothes, I don't even wear 'em
Another four on some damn cologne, I ain't even smell it
I'ma walk in with my stick in my hand, any nigga can get it, yeah
Alexander McQueen, I got hoes from A to Z
I'm a sеlfish nigga, but when it come to the gang, wе all gon' eat
I keep spending money, splurging, do that shit on purpose
Damn, I know you hurt, bitch
Yeah, I know you wish you had me back, bitch
This wood so damn good, I can't even pass it
Her pussy so good, pass her down to lil' quin
They wondering where I been, bitch, I'm out here getting bands
She keep asking to play that song with Tripp' and Kankan
I'm screaming VLAD life, yeah, Zelly, that's my right hand
Kobe, he the other one, we gon' shoot to win
Me and Sunny2Point0, we pulled up in two Benzes
I'ma throw it up
Yeah, money on the ground, she gon' pick it up
I'm on that bullshit, I think I'm losing it
I'm on that bullshit, I ain't never had shit
I'm on that bullshit, I pull up with mad bitches
I'm on that bullshit, put money on your head quick
Yeah, woah, yeah
Yeah
I'ma throw it up
Yeah, money on the ground, she gon' pick it up
I'm on that bullshit, I think I'm losing it
I'm on that bullshit, I ain't never had shit
I'm on that bullshit, I pull up with mad bitches
I'm on that bullshit, put money on your head quick
Damn, running to that money, these hoes don't mean nothing
Fuck her then I'm done, I stay on the road, like I'm on the run
Spent thirty thousand on some clothes, I don't even wear 'em
Another four on some damn cologne, I ain't even smell it
I'ma walk in with my stick in my hand, any nigga can get it, yeah
Alexander McQueen, I got hoes from A to Z
I'm a sеlfish nigga, but when it come to the gang, wе all gon' eat
I keep spending money, splurging, do that shit on purpose
Damn, I know you hurt, bitch
Yeah, I know you wish you had me back, bitch
This wood so damn good, I can't even pass it
Her pussy so good, pass her down to lil' quin
They wondering where I been, bitch, I'm out here getting bands
She keep asking to play that song with Tripp' and Kankan
I'm screaming VLAD life, yeah, Zelly, that's my right hand
Kobe, he the other one, we gon' shoot to win
Me and Sunny2Point0, we pulled up in two Benzes
I'ma throw it up
Yeah, money on the ground, she gon' pick it up
I'm on that bullshit, I think I'm losing it
I'm on that bullshit, I ain't never had shit
I'm on that bullshit, I pull up with mad bitches
I'm on that bullshit, put money on your head quick
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Writer(s): Kevin Ray Gainer
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