Bipolar - Cdot Honcho

Aye

I told her what’s cracking, it’s Cdot

Hope you coming with me when I leave

Money ain’t shit man I know a lil place we can go

Where it fall off the trees

I’m in love with designer

Bought Dolce Gabbana to go on each of yo feet

And I hope you can throw it back

I be enjoying that I’m finna put you to sleep

If it ain’t money let’s not talk about it

I usually be keeping it brief

Yo nigga want smoke when we see him

I told my lil nigga to aim at his teeth

And you can front all you want

I see I straight through that shit

Man I know where you week

She say she need her a fix

I slip her this dick she instantly week

You tryna keep it low key, that’s cool wit me

We ain’t gotta speak

And she say the kids sleep

Sound good to me, I know how to creep, aye

I’m in that fast jeep

When it push start I woke up the street

And you better fast think

Cause when I’m gone you missed your beat

(Nigga you did not have to cut me off like that

You bogus as fuck, I ain’t do shit to you

You mad cause a mafucka can’t

Jump when you say jump?

nigga fuck you)

If its fuck me its fuck you

I’ma clown but still fucked you

And tell yo friend to shut up too

I would’ve been fucked her if I wanted to

Now I think we good let’s call a troose

I don’t know why we sitting in this car

We going no where like we on a boot

This shit started wit yo attitude

And yo point of views, aye

I’m tired of trying and being accused

I’m focused on revenue

I ain’t got time to hear you wine

And switching yo moods

Talking about you really don’t read them

But out of your DM can pick from a thousand dudes

And if a new door open when one close

I’m in the crib with a thousand rooms

Aye, I’m grateful, inhaling smoke wen I breathe

Really I ain’t have a thing

Stop you tryna make shit more than it be

Really we just were a fling

I wonder, would you even pick me

If my diamonds wasn’t giving a bling

I’m guilty too I only picked you cause

Yo ass couldn’t fit in them jeans

I should’ve told ha I’m bipolar

I should’ve kept it a G

Cause after all the shit I told her

I want her on my wing

I’m the king around this bitch you know you can be the queen

Or better yet be my fiancée let’s pick out a ring

(I don’t know what’s wrong with you

I don’t know what you going through

But you acting bogus as fuck

And like, I don’t know whats wrong with you)