[Verse 1: Mitri Corleone]
Tomato, tomato, potato or potato
You had me feeling like a bum that just won the lotto
On April fools, aw damn, sh** you got me
And like an AP cla**, b**h you dropped me
Left me for a man that smokes weed and hustles hard
(What?)
I guess that f**ing makes sense
And cause you like a bad boy who says"f** the world"
I'm starting to think that head of yours is f**ing dense
Oh, and no offense you proved to be just like the rest
Claiming that you wouldn't break my heart like the others did
So I wouldn't give a damn if you was on the corner
With a help sign trying to find some shelter for your kid
So raise your hands if y'all can relate
Cause there's one girl in the world you really f**ing hate
And what you did to me, girl, was straight unfair
Now I'm crying here with a panda and a polar bear
[Hook: Bipolar Bear]
Now we might be, rightly
Loving, hating, fighting
Kissing, running, loving, shoving
Hope you take it lightly
Get around some, make a sound run
That's just love
Now we might be, rightly
Loving, hating, fighting
Kissing, running, loving, shoving
Hope you take it lightly
Get around some, yeah make a sound run
That's just love
[Verse 2: Bipolar Bear]
Yo, Mitri hates one girl, I hate about fifty
But I bet I could name one girl who treated me really sh**ty
She always hit me up when I'm playing in her city
But she never let me hit it even when this girl was with me
Uh, I think she's cheating on me, always with some other dudes
I think she's crazy, always got them swinging moods
Putting on a front, giving me the cold shoulder
This girls' where I got my name from, "Bipolar"
[Verse 3: DJ Pandamonium]
Bipolar? I don't even know her
Pressing all my bu*tons like I'm a midi controller
I ain't trying to have cubs, I already told you
I'm way to young to be pushing around a stroller
But she ain't ever listen, I think she's got a problem
Found her one night poking holes in a condom
Searching through my phone like this b**h had a warrant
Living with her's as hard as rhyming orange
[Hook]