lirik lagu bipolar xtreme – quavø the $auce god
(mic check one, two, one, two, one, two
f*ck
i need a f*cking blunt, bro, what the f*ck)
break necks
who’s next
i just wanna f*cking flex
on you p*ssy n*ggas
show you mothaf*ckas i’m the best
take these p*ssy n*ggas to the bed
put ‘em all to rest
imma take some time to get this sh*t up off my f*cking chest
i don’t want the money
i just wanna leave a legacy
i don’t think it’s funny
i just want you to remember me
you can still make fun of me
you can even hate on me
i just want my name up in your mouth
oh sh*t, i’m getting c*cky
knocking out theses mothaf*ckin vеrses,b*tch, i feel like rocky
i can spit way bettеr than you even when i’m off the wocky
i don’t even need to rap but n*gga i can k!ll you talking
i don’t even need to use my words cuz i can k!ll you walking
i don’t even wanna talk sh*t, i just want my credit
go and touch some grass, little b*tch, get the f*ck off reddit
fix your*f*cking*self instead of tryna fix your idols
that’s why you don’t know yourself, that’s why your feeling suicidal
what the f*ck do i know
i’m like you, don’t you know
playing games with my nose
you can even smell the blow
i’m not even being literal
this sh*t would be real critical
i’m drawing a comparison
to show you that we’re pitiful
getting all political
getting all lyrical
i’m an individual
look at me, i’m spiritual
i can use some big ass words to make you think i’m saying something
to be honest, i don’t need to use that sh*t, this sh*t ain’t nothing
whatchu wanna talk about
whatchu wanna rap about
whatchu think you wanna make this mothaf*ckin song about
maybe i should talk about how i want my life to end
maybe i should talk about my sh*tty ass weekend
(oh, f*ck
now, this is the part of the song where
everybody moshes the f*ck out)
i wish that i was an angel that you could look up to in the sky
why do i keep on telling these lies that cause all these eyes to cry
i need help, but i can’t even help myself if i can’t fix my health
and my wealth, you can tell me you know how i feel
you don’t know how i felt
you ain’t been in my position
always question your decisions
asking god for more permission
i ain’t nothing but a pigeon
flying high
flying low
always going with the flow
if you know then you know
and to this f*cking day
i wish that i was an angel that you could look up to in the sky
why do i keep on telling these lies that cause all these eyes to cry
i need help, but i can’t even help myself if i can’t fix my health
and my wealth, you can tell me you know how i feel
you don’t know how i felt
(alright ladies and gentlemen
today we’re gonna rap about rape and drugs and* and* and shooting n*ggas
and* and murder and* and sh*t
wh* wh* wh* what the f*ck do rappers rap about?
aye, yuh, yuh, aye
aye, yuh, yuh, aye
*laughs becuz this dialogue is retarted*
aye, this is how every rap song starts, right?
yeah)
buss down, b*tch
for a real one
if you wanna get gangsta, i can pop a gun
you a clown, b*tch
i’ll make you my son
don’t make me embarrass you in front of everyone
you ain’t really tough, you just talking all aggressive
talking with a accent don’t make you impressive
treat you like p*ssy now these n*ggas acting passive
remember i’m a reptile, all i spit is acid
now i’m kickin’ like it’s lu kang
c*ck it, bang bang
all my n*ggas say the same thing
talk that d*mn slang
i don’t f*ck with no gang but i let my boys hang
6ix9ine on a b*tch, now she got me bussin’ brains
i don’t steal but i’ll still make you run that sh*t
imma make him feel a thrill, throw him in that pit
you don’t need to take a pill to get high off the sh*t
cuz when we don’t with you, you gone need a medical kit
i ain’t taking sh*t from n0body, not even no mothaf*ckin jit
go and cry about it, imma punch that n*gga in his sh*t
i don’t f*cking care no more, everybody get to bussin
sick of all you mothaf*ckas, get these n*ggas robitussin
(see what most of you n*ggas don’t even realize is i have so much hatred in my soul
to be honest, i have no faith in the human race whatsoever, i hope you all f*cking die)
i want you to shut up
i want you f*ck up
i want you fail again
to keep my positive summoning
i want you to shut up
i want you f*ck up
i want you fail again
to keep my positive summoning
i sleep off of the melatonin
i can’t deal with these mothaf*ckas
eat, sleep, sh*t to keep the motion going
everyday’s the same, my god is f*cking hoeing
my life’s a f*cking game
can’t remember my name
drink away all the pain
all it takes is one bad day
there’s no one left to blame until you look in the mirror
if i blow out my brain, maybe i can think a little clearer
(my life’s a f*cking game
can’t remember my name
drink away all the pain
all it takes is one bad day
there’s no one left to blame until you look in the mirror
if i blow out my brain, maybe i can think a little clearer
*laughter again, becuz this song is stupid*)
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