rocky badd - bipolar asfck lyrics
[intro]
(tha realest)
yeah, yeah, yeah
nah
hardbody
ain’t no pressure with these b+tches (ain’t no pressure), don’t even break a sweat (nah)
it’s only some disrespect if b+tches cannot come correct (come correct)
can’t catch me fightin’ ’bout no ex (b+tch), can’t even get a text (nah, nah)
b+tches tryna get some clout and i’m just tryna get a check
[verse]
i’m big b (big b) , i don’t duck n0body, come and get me (what?)
obsessed with me, i’m livin’ in they hеads ’cause it’s rent+free
b+tch, pleasе, you be askin’ n+ggas, “can you lift me?”
bowflex on his shoulders when he eat it, when he lift me
me, weak? never, bet i run it up in seven days (in seven days)
can’t forget the ones who wore the gucci bag for seven days (haha)
i was robbin’ n+ggas with my homies in eleventh grade (bah)
rap about a lot, but it’s a lot of sh+t i never say (and i don’t)
you know my sound, ho (you know my sound)
yes, i’m from the wood, but i be chillin’ on the mound, ho (i be chillin’ on the mound)
always watch the quiet ones, ain’t worried ’bout no loud ho (i ain’t worried ’bout no loud)
claim it’s on the floor, but that was just they black and milds, ho (that was just they black and mild)
’cause this the real, you know i had to tell the world that (hah)
made my old hoes google how to get a girl back (how to get a girl)
never coppin’ pleas, can’t n0body say they heard that (and they can’t)
’cause i’ma get the addy ‘fore they get to send the word back (and i do)
you heard facts, and honestly, i ain’t afraid to die (i ain’t afraid to die)
’cause i watched my papi die in front of me with no goodbye (with no goodbye)
and i’m hard to k!ll, believe me, had a couple people try (and they fail)
even god know i’m a demon, ain’t no beef i’m lettin’ slide
tag ’em in, barely use the cameras when i’m backin’ in (woo)
had ’em, then hoed ’em, don’t believe me? you should ask ’em then
not draggin’ friends ’cause b+tches cool with opps and all that addin’ in (grrah, grrah)
they mad again
if that n+gga told, then he gon’ rat again (b+tch)
no, i wouldn’t f+ck no fan n+gga, they be so geeked
b+tch be tryna flex, but everything she get is so cheap (so cheap)
up her n+gga money, tryna flex, but ain’t got no cheese (no cheese)
i always got some pape’, ’cause forty dollars all a ho need (a ho need)
ho, please, i can’t name an opp that’s doin’ better than me (better than me)
p+ssy better than me or can say they sh+t get wetter than me (wetter than me)
b+tch, my body natural, so they stomach probably flatter than me (what?)
ain’t no average in me, give a f+ck who you think badder than me (f+ck ’em)
i know they mad ’cause i’m that b+tch (i know they mad), matter fact, know i’m the sh+t (matter fact)
if i was a n+gga, all them hoes would suck my d+ck
even though i f+ck with b+tches, it’s some hoes i wouldn’t pick
couple hoes i do not miss, ho a ho after i hit
block they phone after i dip, they call restricted, soundin’ p+ssed (b+tch)
i do anything i want (you a dog), yes, i’m a pit
everywhere i go, i’m lit, ain’t drivin’ sh+t without no tint
b+tches pay attention to me, but can barely pay they rent
[outro]
b+tch
i know they mad ’cause i’m that b+tch, matter fact, know i’m the sh+t
if i was a n+gga, all them hoes would suck my d+ck
even though i f+ck with b+tches, it’s some hoes i wouldn’t pick
couple hoes i do not miss, ho a ho after i hit
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