Yeah, woah [yeah, yeah, yeah
Bleah, bleah [Spicy]
Bipolar
They think that my b#tch bipolar
Starshock, my power is solar [TORYONTHEBEAT
We got them chains on & a collar
You know we not rocking with you
Yeah, you know we not rocking with you
You put on the vans & got Xans, who is f#cking with you?
I’m just focused on bands, pull out the tens & the twenties on you [ayy
Flexing on you, you got off the bag & now she can’t be on you [yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah]
You are just a simp, I call them limps, cause they take a L
I put on a synth, I make a beat & I rap on it
I am making hits, you just see it & you stay there
I just hit her heart with a beam, now she can’t go away [like, woah]
Yeah, that sh#t don’t go away
How you been talkin’, when you really stoppin
I’m thinkin this sh#t was a throwaway
Villy my brother, and there ain’t no other
I’m feelin’ like he is a protege
I am the one on the wave, my chains like a slave
The drip is just flow away [and I think I just know a way to]
Get the backseat, chains like a taxi
Insta’ model claim she a baddie
Prove it something, send me the addy
Not her father, she call me daddy
Walk in the function to bend me some fatty
Stay with my brodies like Scooby and Shaggy
Look at my pants, they stayin’ on saggy
Boujee lil baby, I know she be classy [like, woah]
Feel like 2 Chainz, had Good Drank
I sing like I’m Kodie Shane
I just made a paper airplane with a math test
I feel like a Yankee, I put on the Jordans, levitate
Who is Drake? Up here, cannot even see him [hell yeah]
Bipolar
They think that my b#tch bipolar
Starshock, my power is solar
We got them chains on & a collar
You know we not rocking with you
Bipolar
They think that my b#tch bipolar
Starshock, my power is solar
We got them chains on & a collar
You know we not rocking with you
Think about nothing, no I ain’t bluffin
Bad lil baby, she wanna be cuffin
I don’t be doin’ a lot of that
And I know that really it’s common that
They gon’ stay and go like It’s Eminem
I’m so hungry, I want some M&Ms
Peanut butter baby like Reese’s
Play with the gang, we split you to pieces
Yeah, that sh#t don’t go away
How you been talkin’, when you really stoppin
I’m thinkin this sh#t was a throwaway
Villy my brother, and there ain’t no other
I’m feelin’ like he is a protege
I am the one on the wave, my chains like a slave
The drip is just flow away [and I think I just know a way to]
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Lil Cal Lyrics – BIPOLAR