[Intro: Bam The Bipolar]
I don't know how to respond to that
I don't know how to respond to that (Niggas be asking me)
I don't know how to respond to that (Am I ok and I don't)
[Chorus: Bam The Bipolar]
I don't know how to respond to that
Know that you want me ain't calling back
I'm making this song was reminded that
I'm running back to you like ball and catch
I'm tripping I'm acting like you all that
My favorite word is go (Go go go)
Cause we can't go back
Wanna be with you then I'm attached
Don't wanna be with you then I'm the bad guy
I fill my lungs with smoke because you left me barely breathing
Rapping to this beat because my heart is barely beating
Threw my heart away cause I don't even have a reason for it
Funny how I'm smoking Hindu Kush and look Korean
I think that you like to see me fall just like the season
I was in a Hellcat I was talking to my demons
My life hella strange I think my first name should be Steven
I treat the cup like Michael Jackson
The way I beat it up
Stab me in my back like what you bleeding for
And I think the devil's winning tell him keep it up
And my mind is out of order
I don't know what the sequence was
And I be chilling with some vamps
Finna tell them to drink my blood
[Verse 2: Lil Punkstar Z]
Addictive temptations
Raise your cup and expectations
We self subscribed for medications
Go on tour for a vacation
I love mixing Rick and Raf
Balenci socks and Alyx mask
She broke my heart but that's off track
But that's okay cause I'm getting racks
I'm stuck under pressure like Freddie on Mercury
Got plays on my phone bugging the bitch that fuck wit me
You wear designer but you are still ugly
I rock bitches with Rick Owens exclusively
I came to conclusions
I only see real or you just an illusion
I set shit in motion like my name was Newton
Smoke Grabba in Florida sip Wok down in Houston
You might be flexing but know your pockets losing
Bam want Rae I want Jodie or Fuslie
My chain Ice cream froyo and smoothies
Boy you jus a fan can you stand wit da groupies
Got Glocks and Kel Techs and FN's and I'm shooting
Just found some X and I took it I'm booted
When I take a perc sometimes I get moody
Infested with roaches smoke them down to doobies
Into the Matrix hope you like my movie
I hate when I'm stuck in this situation
I hate that you stuck up on my mind like gum
I hate that you played our love like PlayStation
On this episode Imma teach you I go
I keep a pole like I come from the north
Ain't gotta tell me I already know
I tell my jeweler take me where it's cold
Smoke twenty three blunts in Chicago
Bitch from Atlanta met me at the coast
Put the codeine up when it's time to toast
You love me or not yea
Who knows
I don't know how to respond to that
I don't know how to respond to that (Niggas be asking me)
I don't know how to respond to that (Am I ok and I don't)
[Chorus: Bam The Bipolar]
I don't know how to respond to that
Know that you want me ain't calling back
I'm making this song was reminded that
I'm running back to you like ball and catch
I'm tripping I'm acting like you all that
My favorite word is go (Go go go)
Cause we can't go back
Wanna be with you then I'm attached
Don't wanna be with you then I'm the bad guy
I fill my lungs with smoke because you left me barely breathing
Rapping to this beat because my heart is barely beating
Threw my heart away cause I don't even have a reason for it
Funny how I'm smoking Hindu Kush and look Korean
I think that you like to see me fall just like the season
I was in a Hellcat I was talking to my demons
My life hella strange I think my first name should be Steven
I treat the cup like Michael Jackson
The way I beat it up
Stab me in my back like what you bleeding for
And I think the devil's winning tell him keep it up
And my mind is out of order
I don't know what the sequence was
And I be chilling with some vamps
Finna tell them to drink my blood
[Verse 2: Lil Punkstar Z]
Addictive temptations
Raise your cup and expectations
We self subscribed for medications
Go on tour for a vacation
I love mixing Rick and Raf
Balenci socks and Alyx mask
She broke my heart but that's off track
But that's okay cause I'm getting racks
I'm stuck under pressure like Freddie on Mercury
Got plays on my phone bugging the bitch that fuck wit me
You wear designer but you are still ugly
I rock bitches with Rick Owens exclusively
I came to conclusions
I only see real or you just an illusion
I set shit in motion like my name was Newton
Smoke Grabba in Florida sip Wok down in Houston
You might be flexing but know your pockets losing
Bam want Rae I want Jodie or Fuslie
My chain Ice cream froyo and smoothies
Boy you jus a fan can you stand wit da groupies
Got Glocks and Kel Techs and FN's and I'm shooting
Just found some X and I took it I'm booted
When I take a perc sometimes I get moody
Infested with roaches smoke them down to doobies
Into the Matrix hope you like my movie
I hate when I'm stuck in this situation
I hate that you stuck up on my mind like gum
I hate that you played our love like PlayStation
On this episode Imma teach you I go
I keep a pole like I come from the north
Ain't gotta tell me I already know
I tell my jeweler take me where it's cold
Smoke twenty three blunts in Chicago
Bitch from Atlanta met me at the coast
Put the codeine up when it's time to toast
You love me or not yea
Who knows
( BAM & Z )
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