playboi carti - half & half lyrics
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
came in that b-tch with a glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with a glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the mob (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with a glock (ouh)
came in that b-tch with a glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the mob (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the mob (glockee)
i pour that lean on the rocks
i put the crack in the jar
ooh, who that lil boy on the block
up in the trap in the spot
i’mma go cook in a pot
i might go spit in a pot
all of these b-tches, they want to f–k carti, cause carti he got a lil guap
f–k the lil b-tch in my loft
little b-tch lost in my lot
count up 300, i’m boss
i spent the guap on my watch
b-tch i’mma boss, call the shots
hop in the trench, change the tracks
rock this sh-t out no guitar
hop in the plane on lil boy
lil b-tch you f–kin’ a star
lil b-tch can’t hop in the car
lil b-tch can’t be my lil broad
f–k that lil b-tch, f–k that lil b-tch
f–k that lil b-tch with my with my boy
rockin’ that gucci decor
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
came in that b-tch with a glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with a glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the mob (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with a glock (ouh)
came in that b-tch with a glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the mob (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the glock, with the mob
all of my n-gg-s they shoot out the top
came in that b-tch, i came with a 9
2900, my n-gg-s they fire
all of my b-tches they lookin’ too fine
all of these b-tches they came in they mind
all of my n-gg-s, they shoot and they fire
if you not right then a n-gg- get fired
she can come kick, just for the night
i’mma go f–k, just for the night
gucci my kit, came with the spike
shootin’ that sh-t, feelin’ like spike
feelin’ my clothes, feelin’ my hoe, feelin’ my clothes, feelin’ my hoe
walk in that b-tch, feelin’ like dro
walk in that b-tch, i just want more
switch it up
i f–k that b-tch, right ‘fore the show, right ‘fore the show
switch it up
i pour a 4, right ‘fore the show, right ‘fore the show
switch it up
i f–k that b-tch, i f–k that b-tch, p-ss to my bro
switch it up
countin’ up, countin’ up, run it up, run it up
switch it up
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
this is not pop, this some rock (aye)
came in that b-tch with a glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with a glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the mob (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with a glock (ouh)
came in that b-tch with a glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the glock (yeah)
came in that b-tch with the mob (yeah)
this is not pop, this some rock
i put that lean on the rocks
this is not pop, this some rock
i put that lean on the rocks
i put that lean on the rocks
i put that lean on the
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