I bring her back and I tell her no meter
556 on the tip I gotta beam em
Passing bitch to back she a teamer
Knock em all out like a motherf*ckin seizure
Don't even know I hit her on me
I told come over I know she a eater
Flexing on niggas like I got no reason
Got so much ice that I feel like a freeza
Amiri Amiri Amiri
They look at my pants and my style
They liking that denim
They dropping the lo we kill him
F*ck all yo feelings
Think you all bad but you feel like I need you
Sliding right through
Them bullets gon feed you
Hop in the gat and I aim wit my beamer
Come in and come through it on sight
When I see you
Get to the green and I'm getting that cash
Count all that green and it's coming in fat
Smoking that lil nigga he come for a pack
Come with the green but
It really jus blood money
Watch when I leave you can't
Even run from me
Im popping vetties they
Popping and run from me
I know I'm a young nigga
I am a prodigy
I bring her back and I tell her no meter
556 on the tip I gotta beam em
Passing bitch to back she a teamer
Knock em all out like a motherf*ckin seizure
Don't even know I hit her on me
I told come over I know she a eater
Flexing on niggas like I got no reason
Got so much ice that I feel like a freeza
I got so hot that I kept blowing up
My body can't take it I been f*cking up
I've been moving mansion high and above
She been shaking her ass like we in the club
Have her the dick now she can't get enough
Ain't no point of beefing if you not finna bump
I just woke up and I had to hit kev
We making a song we finna move up
I tried to ride wit a chop
Not finna swat wit them sticks
All of my niggas some shooters
They aim at his sight lil bitches gon hit
I put em on wit the ricks
I just might go f*ck on yo bitch
They worried about me go get rich
Lock in with my cuh yea I gotta sit
My niggas hate niggas just like triple K
I been straight off a bitch cause
I been getting paid
These niggas be scared and meet the grim
Reaper I told them niggas
Go and count they days
Rolled out the crib and just made some bank
I seen a bad bitch and she gon give me face
Demons they heard of me 24/7
Just like im Tay K bitch I'm gon do the race
Yvng Kevio - BIPOLAR (feat. Yxng Menace) Lyrics
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I bring her back and I tell her no meter
556 on the tip I gotta beam em
Passing bitch to back she a teamer
Knock em all out like a motherf*ckin seizure
Don't even know I hit her on me
I told come over I know she a eater
Flexing on niggas like I got no reason
Got so much ice that I feel like a freeza
Amiri Amiri Amiri
They look at my pants and my style
They liking that denim
They dropping the lo we kill him
F*ck all yo feelings
Think you all bad but you feel like I need you
Sliding right through
Them bullets gon feed you
Hop in the gat and I aim wit my beamer
Come in and come through it on sight
When I see you
Get to the green and I'm getting that cash
Count all that green and it's coming in fat
Smoking that lil nigga he come for a pack
Come with the green but
It really jus blood money
Watch when I leave you can't
Even run from me
Im popping vetties they
Popping and run from me
I know I'm a young nigga
I am a prodigy
I bring her back and I tell her no meter
556 on the tip I gotta beam em
Passing bitch to back she a teamer
Knock em all out like a motherf*ckin seizure
Don't even know I hit her on me
I told come over I know she a eater
Flexing on niggas like I got no reason
Got so much ice that I feel like a freeza
I got so hot that I kept blowing up
My body can't take it I been f*cking up
I've been moving mansion high and above
She been shaking her ass like we in the club
Have her the dick now she can't get enough
Ain't no point of beefing if you not finna bump
I just woke up and I had to hit kev
We making a song we finna move up
I tried to ride wit a chop
Not finna swat wit them sticks
All of my niggas some shooters
They aim at his sight lil bitches gon hit
I put em on wit the ricks
I just might go f*ck on yo bitch
They worried about me go get rich
Lock in with my cuh yea I gotta sit
My niggas hate niggas just like triple K
I been straight off a bitch cause
I been getting paid
These niggas be scared and meet the grim
Reaper I told them niggas
Go and count they days
Rolled out the crib and just made some bank
I seen a bad bitch and she gon give me face
Demons they heard of me 24/7
Just like im Tay K bitch I'm gon do the race
556 on the tip I gotta beam em
Passing bitch to back she a teamer
Knock em all out like a motherf*ckin seizure
Don't even know I hit her on me
I told come over I know she a eater
Flexing on niggas like I got no reason
Got so much ice that I feel like a freeza
Amiri Amiri Amiri
They look at my pants and my style
They liking that denim
They dropping the lo we kill him
F*ck all yo feelings
Think you all bad but you feel like I need you
Sliding right through
Them bullets gon feed you
Hop in the gat and I aim wit my beamer
Come in and come through it on sight
When I see you
Get to the green and I'm getting that cash
Count all that green and it's coming in fat
Smoking that lil nigga he come for a pack
Come with the green but
It really jus blood money
Watch when I leave you can't
Even run from me
Im popping vetties they
Popping and run from me
I know I'm a young nigga
I am a prodigy
I bring her back and I tell her no meter
556 on the tip I gotta beam em
Passing bitch to back she a teamer
Knock em all out like a motherf*ckin seizure
Don't even know I hit her on me
I told come over I know she a eater
Flexing on niggas like I got no reason
Got so much ice that I feel like a freeza
I got so hot that I kept blowing up
My body can't take it I been f*cking up
I've been moving mansion high and above
She been shaking her ass like we in the club
Have her the dick now she can't get enough
Ain't no point of beefing if you not finna bump
I just woke up and I had to hit kev
We making a song we finna move up
I tried to ride wit a chop
Not finna swat wit them sticks
All of my niggas some shooters
They aim at his sight lil bitches gon hit
I put em on wit the ricks
I just might go f*ck on yo bitch
They worried about me go get rich
Lock in with my cuh yea I gotta sit
My niggas hate niggas just like triple K
I been straight off a bitch cause
I been getting paid
These niggas be scared and meet the grim
Reaper I told them niggas
Go and count they days
Rolled out the crib and just made some bank
I seen a bad bitch and she gon give me face
Demons they heard of me 24/7
Just like im Tay K bitch I'm gon do the race
Writer: Kevin Ivy
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