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Bi Polar

 

Bi Polar


Break it, break it, break it

Break it, move it, ordered to be the fool
Gotta play a fool even if it means you lose
Never break the rules
Plenty bitches wanna see my head chopped off
Play it cool, plenty bitches get they heads knocked off
Started from the bottom but I still made boss
Did this shit without 'em and I still made off
Credit line says I keep the bill paid off
Sipping champagne up in Fendi with two bitches from Italy
Keep a tab on all my enemies, I move like there's ten o' me
Lightheaded, I'm buzzing, in light airs like air
Shoot a bitch in a movie like might airs
Nike Airs got 'em jumping like Jordan in flight airs like bear
Mo-Mo-Mo-Moving at the speed of light, light on my feet
Bitches act like getting sneaked the typa bitch I be
My history not a mystery, got 'em missing me
A thousand look like a centipede, like infinity
Keep it cool, call the coroner 'cause you killing me
Carbon copied the kid, more like a mini-me
Run down on the' bitches, diamonds on me glisten
I can tell the' bitches pissed 'cause I'm winning, know they offended
Boss move, bitch, I be smiling, see me grinning
Pull up in that light pink coupe, they see me in it
No tint, don't leave a scent, hotter than cement
See, bitch, look what I did, check out my defense
Prevents, stuck in the trenches, I'll never leave it
Remix, fresher than salad, I pop a pussy ho for reaching
I know that he the realest
Champagne sipping when I'm walking out o' Neiman's
Might shut down the arena, bitch, I give 'em the remix
Doing doughnuts in the six, I'm feeling wavy
Cash money on me, I keep the bills like I'm Baby
Banging, I'm changing my fucking name, now I go crazy

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