robb bank$ - half bae lyrics
[intro: robb bank$]
i ain’t tellin, yeah, yeah f-ck that
n-gg- can’t tell me sh-t, can’t tell me sh-t
(tell it to my 9 b-tch!)
[hook: robb bank$]
aye, half bae, she half straight and she half g-y
don’t ask me, y’all full lame and you half paid
half real, half fake, no not me
i pull up right now, i’m already there half way
probation, put your hoe in rotation
i let her rape me, put a hoe on vacation
half naked, she got the phone vibrating
they get a situation, we spray your location
[verse 1: robb bank$ & pouya]
n-gg- i been stunting hard since the tall tee’s b-tch
bonafide game breaker, just scored two zips
boy i lick it and i stick it, got a splinter from a twig
2phone young savage, n-gg- suck on my (yah)
who you is? what you not? f-l-a we dropping tops
i’ma violate your mouth til’ your hoochie coochie pop
i’ma take a sh-t on you, what the f-ck would jesus do?
i don’t pray to n-body, did you know you n-body?
finna ride up with your broad and let off in her jaw
boy i been number one since a kid next door
boy i used to f-ck on your hoe, i used to kick in these doors
now we busting these flows while i thumb the bankroll
she seventeen but i f-ck her like she twenty-five
i ain’t use a rubber on that hoe, i just rolled the dice
yeah bust her down get her right, even though she not my type
i’ma slick get up in that p-ssy, b-tch take the pipe
[hook: robb bank$]
aye, half bae, she half straight and she half g-y
don’t ask me, y’all full lame and you half paid
half real, half fake, no not me
i pull up right now, i’m already there half way
probation, put your hoe in rotation
i let her rape me, put a hoe on vacation
half naked, she got the phone vibrating
they get a situation, we spray your location
[verse 2: robb bank$ & pouya]
ain’t no one-on-ones where we from, boy you getting pat down
keep the mac in the ‘lac, or the backpack now
shut your mouth and take this nut, slick fire, you a slut
and i can’t trust a soul that’s why i keep it by my (whoa)
boy i keep my mind on my money, smart stunna that sh-t
and that buffet, you know we eatin’ when she threw up on the d-ck
a hundred racks in the civic while i load up the clip
and if you came to the show then we f-cked yo b-tch
yeah keep that money comin’ in, yeah you know the cash talk
thuggin’ in my good clothes, this a thousand dollar stomp
need to shut yo’ -ss up, don’t you see they on the phone?
play with it princess, i never lost the game of thrones
sold that home, sold that whip, sold that show, sold that venue
i got goons that go get you, walking around with that pistol
how they gon’ f-ck with me? got head in the car seat
gon’ ‘head, chase that dream while i leave you like me b-tch
[hook: robb bank$]
aye, half bae, she half straight and she half g-y
don’t ask me, y’all full lame and you half paid
half real, half fake, no not me
i pull up right now, i’m already there half way
probation, put your hoe in rotation
i let her rape me, put a hoe on vacation
half naked, she got the phone vibrating
they get a situation, we spray your location
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