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lord lu c n - bipolar lyrics

[intro: j.k. the reaper]
b-tch i’m bipolar i might (oh sh-t, ugh)
b-tch i’m bipolar i might (uhh, yeah)
b-tch i’m bipolar i might (f-ck, ugh)
b-tch i’m bipolar i might switch, switch, switch
i remember when i was younger
one day i looked in the mirror and i asked myself “who are you?”
and he responded “sh-t n-gga, i was gonna ask you”

[verse 1: j.k. the reaper]
see i done flew to places you ain’t never been
i done f-cked some hoes you could never have
it’s a lot of questions you could never ask
i could come to your show and turn it into a blood bath
d-mn, i paint these pictures like i paint my b-tches, ugh
k!ll n-ggas, told my wrist don’t stacy keibler, ugh
i’m scott steiner with this big pump
in high school you were the loser that had a packed lunch
in high school i kept the knife in my bag tucked
my n-gga had the pistol on ’em, had the whole school shook
i look in the mirror and meet a new me everyday sh-t
tell her she ain’t oakland because that’s the only bay sh-t
that’s the only way sh-t, i’m so impatient
forty glock on me for any sticky situation
i’m two-faced and i’m proud of it, yeeaah
gotta get these f-ck n-ggas ’round from me, yeeaah

[chorus: j.k. the reaper]
b-tch i’m bipolar i might switch it up, switch it up
i don’t know n0body, i don’t give a f-ck, give a f-ck
if i pull up on you n-gga give it up, give it up
if i pull up on you n-gga give it up, give it up
b-tch i’m bipolar i might switch, i might switch
if i pull up on you, you gon’ b-tch, you gon’ b-tch
b-tch i’m bipolar i might switch it up, switch it up
b-tch i’m bipolar i might switch, switch, switch

[verse 2: denzel curry]
i’m switchin’ up like palpatine turned into sidious
i’m switchin’ up like the joker, so why you so serious?
i’m switchin’ like a bad b-tch when she’s on her period
man, i’m switchin’ like the gears on the fast and the furious
vin diesel, you can see my smile and my evil
the style isn’t feeble, you guys lookin’ see-through
you lookin’ like a motherf-ckin’ screen door
n-gga hol’ up, i’m blowin’ up the spot, c-4
n-gga hol’ up, didn’t y’all n-ggas seen before?
like chris rock, you switchin’ up on me
you get your sh-t rocked, sh-t knocked
call it mary-kate, i’m bustin’ twin glock’s
slipknot, how the f-ck i’m cold but yet my sh-t hot?
red dot, followed by the bullet to the headshot
bet’ not switch on a n-gga, cl!ck on a n-gga, what the f-ck
you switched on a n-gga, i bet a n-gga get the slump
(huh-ha-huh-ha!)

- lord lu c n lyrics

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