Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bipolar Virgo , by - Moneybagg Yo. Release date: 21.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bipolar Virgo |
| Red dead, I’m so fuckin' bumpin', bro |
| Bipolar virgo |
| At least I’m honest, at least I’m honest |
| Paper cuts (Paper cuts), paper cuts |
| All this money I’m the only one I trust to count it up |
| They keep both of their hands out, but don’t be here to hold me up |
| Too solid, you can’t fold me up |
| Bipolar Virgo, pour me up (Just pick your side) |
| Ain’t no love no more that’s out the door, heartless flow |
| In that mode when I was posted at the red store |
| Mainstream but I still be ready to up the stoke (Yeah) |
| Fuck what they talking 'bout, I’m top 5 for sure (I stamped it, speak) |
| Only if w talkin' racks or facts (Yeah), I condone in that (Yeah) |
| I do tak calendars before I talk back (Yeah) |
| Ain’t no cap on that (Can't rat, shh) |
| Nah, I’ll never regret my silence (Nah), too certified, I’m violent (Official) |
| Gotta bitch that I won’t play 'bout but I hate when she act childish |
| Five baby mommas, eight kids, shit get real (On life) |
| Thinking 'bout my brother that shit give me chills |
| Damn, don’t you think I got enough problems as it is? |
| (Huh?) |
| Go get it like I did, I ain’t goin' broke tryna keep it real |
| Fuck how they feel |
| Paper cuts (Paper cuts), paper cuts |
| All this money I’m the only one I trust to count it up |
| They keep both of their hands out, but don’t be here to hold me up |
| Too solid you, you can’t fold me up |
| Bipolar Virgo, pour me up (Just pick your side) |
| Paper cuts (Paper cuts), paper cuts |
| All this money I’m the only one I trust to count it up |
| They keep both of their hands out, but don’t be here to hold me up |
| Too solid, you can’t fold me up |
| Bipolar Virgo, pour me up (Just pick your side) |
| The streets don’t love you, they just take you away from who do (I swear) |
| Niggas don’t even fuck with they self but want you to (Right) |
| Really was just thinking out loud (When?), when I made that tweet |
| And I still feel like a pandemic don’t exist to me (True) |
| Real niggas dead (Why?), 'cause the scared niggas shooting (No lie) |
| Boy, don’t go against this money (Don't do that), I’ll make the nigga poof |
| (Voilà) |
| All these bitches thirsty now (Open), drinkin' semen like it’s juice (Slowly) |
| Told Ari that I’d be there, they just wanna know the scoop (Know the scoop) |
| Don’t come 'round me with that fake love, show me the real you (Hoe) |
| Catch me pourin' my problems, pineapple Fanta and Mountain Dew (Slowly) |
| I saw niggas get some money and start actin' brand new (Forget) |
| Solidified my spot, they can’t take it if they wanted to (Get the last) |
| Paper cuts (Paper cuts), paper cuts |
| All this money I’m the only one I trust to count it up |
| They keep both of their hands out, but don’t be here to hold me up |
| Too solid you, you can’t fold me up |
| Bipolar Virgo, pour me up (Just pick your side) |
| Paper cuts (Paper cuts), paper cuts |
| All this money I’m the only one I trust to count it up |
| They keep both of their hands out, but don’t be here to hold me up |
| Too solid, you can’t fold me up |
| Bipolar Virgo, pour me up (Just pick your side) |
| Yeah |
| Solidified my spot |
| They can’t take it if they wanted to (The biggest) |
| I stamped it |
| Yeah, yeah, I stamped it |