Lyrics Bipolar - Lil Wop

Bipolar

Ayy, yeah
Info the Producer
Ayy, ayy (Ayy)
My bitch, she a dog, I tell her to sit
When that lil' bitch misbehave, I tell her to sit (Ayy, sit)
She got that pigeon walk, sit her like like a pig (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, Wopster keep a blick, shoot one eye open like Slick Rick (Ayy, pew, blat)
Ayy, I came up from shit, now I wear thousand dollar kicks (Racks)
Ayy, bitch, I’m rockin' Raf, bitch, I’m rockin' Rick (Ayy, Owens)
Ayy, what I spent today, could’ve paid you rent (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
My pockets full of blues, your pockets full of lint (Ayy)
Hop up in the Lamb' and now I’m racin' in this bitch
Please don’t call Lil Wop no rapper, too much fakin' in this shit (Ayy, ah)
Glizzy get to poppin', sound like bacon in this bitch (Yeah)
And I made your bitch a worker, her wrist achin' in this bitch (Ayy, bitch)
Gelato got me high as hell, I’m spacin' in this bitch (Yeah)
Fakin' in this bitch, hot like Satan in this bitch (Ayy)
I’ma go and get it, I ain’t waitin' for that shit (Nah)
No debatin' for that shit, load a K for that shit (Yeah, ayy)
Stick up out the window, hit a nigga, just like Rick (Pew-pew-pew, ugh)
I ain’t got to call nobody, all my niggas with it (Ayy, yeah)
Had to take the OG down, that niggas tried to trick it (Yeah)
I sleep with one eye open, everybody tryna get me (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, pop him like a willy, that nigga was silly (Ayy, yeah)
Ayy, if you shootin' at the Wop, make sure that you kill me (Ayy, bitch)
Pint of blood inside my pocket, like my soda filthy (Filth)
For them fuck niggas who like to plot of slimy, come and get me (Ayy,
lil' whores)
Ayy, stick up out the window, hit a nigga, just like Ricky (Yeah)
Stick up out the window, hit a nigga, just like Ricky (Ayy, lil' whore)
Stick up out the window, hit a nigga, just like Ricky (Yeah)
Stick up out the window, hit a nigga, just like Ricky (Ayy, lil' bitch,
lil' whore)