Bhad Bhabie - Bipolar lyrics

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Bhad Bhabie - Bipolar lyrics

[Intro] Ahh, ooh Ahh, ooh [Bhad Bhabie] Break it, move it Ordered to be the fool Gotta play a fool, even if it means you lose Never break the rule: “Plenty b*tches wanna see my head chopped off Play it cool, plenty b*tches get their heads knocked off” Started from the bottom but I still made boss Did this sh*t without ‘em and I still made off Credit [?], I keep the bill payed off Sipping champagne, pay nothing Fendi, with two b*tches from Italy Keep a tab on all my enemies, I’m more like their [?] Light headed, I’m buzzing and light years like air Shoot a b*tch in a movie like white airs, Nike Airs Gotta jump in like Jordan and flight airs, like bear Moving at the speed of li-light on my feet b*tches in L.A. yes that’s the type-a b*tch I beat My history not a mystery, got ‘em missing me A thousand [?] like a centipede like infinity Keep a cool [?], ‘cause you killing me Called a cop on the kid, more like a mini me Rode that on thee’ b*tches, diamonds on me glisten I can tell these b*tches pissed ‘cause I’m winning, know they offended Boss move, b*tch I be smiling, see me grinning Pull up in that bright pink coupe, they see me in it No tent, don’t even sin, hotter than cement See b*tch, look what I did, check out my defence, prevents Duck in the trenches, I never leave it Remix, fresher than salad Pop a pussy ho for reaching [Unknown Artist] First off the [?] let’s talk (Let’s go) She know what she doing (Yeah, yeah) She been on the road before (Then what?) She know what she doing (Yeah, yeah) She killing the diamond flow (Yah) She went out the booth (Yeah, yeah) Remind me and you (Let’s go) [?] the coupe, back in they head (Nah) I’m living, I came for [?] wrists (Yeah) The gold on my hand (And what?) They kicking around some bad b*tches (Yeah) She came in the [?] ([?]) I don’t wanna [?] (Yeah) No matter where I go, you know I’m [?] ([?]) Alright, alright (Alright, alright) Jump straight out the plane (Straight out the plane) Straight to the planes (Straight to the planes) Doing our thang (Doing our thang) Duffle bag (Duffle bag) Full of them thangs (Full of them thangs) It’s crazy how (And what? And what?) Let’s go insane (Yeah, yeah) Got [?], got brain [?] (Yeah) And me […]

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