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cdot honcho - bipolar lyrics

[verse 1]
aye
i told her what’s cracking, it’s cdot
hope u coming with me when i leave
money ain’t sh-t man i know a lil place we can go
where it fall off the trees
i’m in love with designer
bought dolce gabanna to go on each of yo feet

and i hope u 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 n-gga want smoke when we see him
i told my lil n-gga to aim at his t–th

and you can front all you want
i see i straight through that sh-t
man i know where you week

she say she need her a fix
i slip her this d-ck she instantly week

you tryna keep it low key, thats 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

[female1]
n-gga you did not have to cut me off like that
you bogus as f-ck, i ain’t do sh-t to you
you mad cause a maf-cka can’t
jump when you say jump? n-gga f-ck you

[verse 2]
if its f-ck me its f-ck you
i’ma clown but still f-cked you
and tell yo friend to shut up too
i would’ve been f-cked 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 sh-t started wit yo att-tude
and yo point of views , aye
im 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 sh-t 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 -ss 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 sh-t i told her
i want her on my wing
im the king around this b-tch you know you can be the queen
or better yet be my fiancée let’s pick out a ring

[female 2]
i don’t know whats wrong with you
i don’t know what you going through
but you acting bogus as f-ck
and like, i don’t know whats wrong with you

(voicemail beep)

- cdot honcho lyrics

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