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Moneybagg Yo - Bipolar Virgo (Official Audio)
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Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
Jorres Nelson
Jorres Nelson
Songwriter
Darius Henry
Darius Henry
Songwriter
Marcus Rucker
Marcus Rucker
Songwriter
Thomas Walker
Thomas Walker
Songwriter
Andre Brown
Andre Brown
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PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Real Red
Real Red
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Skywalker Og
Skywalker Og
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Motif Alumni
Motif Alumni
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Yung Dee
Yung Dee
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Ari Morris
Ari Morris
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Logan Schmitz
Logan Schmitz
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Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
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Dee you poppin' your shit, nigga 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, you can't fold me up Bipolar Virgo, pour me up (just pick yo' 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 scope (yeah) Fuck what they talking 'bout, I'm top five for sure (I stamped it) Speak Only if we talking rack or facts, I condone in that I do ten calendars 'fore I talk back Ain't no cap on that (can't rat) Nah, I'll never regret my silence (nah) too certified, I'm violent (official) Got a bitch that I won't play about 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? Go get it like I did, I ain't going 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 yo' 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, you can't fold me up Bipolar Virgo, pour me up (just pick yo' 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), drinking 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 around me with that fake love Show me the real you (hoe) Catch me pouring my problems of pineapple Fanta, Mountain Dew (slowly) I saw niggas get some money and start acting brand new (foreget) 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 yo' 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, you can't fold me up Bipolar Virgo, pour me up (just pick yo' side) Yeah Solidified my spot They can't take it if they wanted to (the biggest) I stamped it Yeah, yeah, I stamped it
Writer(s): Demario Dewayne White Jr., Thomas Walker, Jorres Nelson, Darius Henry, Gleb Nikiforov, Marcus Fitzgerald Rucker Jr., Siarhei Gerasimov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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