(Dee you poppin' your shit, nigga)
(Red dead, I'm still 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 score (get active)
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, I'm top five for sure (I stamped it)
Speak only if we talkin' racks or facts, I condone in that (yeah)
I do take 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 mamas, eight kids, shit get real (on life)
Thinkin' '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 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 (crazy)
Really was just thinkin' 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 shootin' (no lie)
Boy, don't go against this money (don't do that), I'll make a nigga poof (voilà)
All these bitches thirsty now (open), drinkin' semen like it's juice (slowly)
Told Ari, "They in our business, they just wanna know the scoop" (know)
Don't come 'round me with that fake love, show me the real you (ho)
Catch me pourin' my problems, pineapple Fanta and Mountain Dew (slowly)
I saw niggas get some money and start actin' brand new (folded)
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 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

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Writer(s): Darius Henry, Demario Dewayne White Jr., Gleb Nikiforov, Jorres Nelson, Marcus Fitzgerald Rucker Jr., Siarhei Gerasimov, Thomas Walker