50/50 Moneybagg Yo & CMG The Label

[Intro]
(ATL Jacob, he a fucking millionaire)
Go

[Chorus]
Ayy, fuck that fifty-fifty shit, I can't go half with you (Can't do that)
Turn you straight up, baby, I can't waste no time with you (Hell nah)
Ayy, Wafi, AP her, I can't waste no time with you (Right now)
Ayy, fuck that fifty-fifty shit, I can't go half with you

[Verse 1]
A hundred what I'm bringing, I'm Big Bag, fuck you thinking?
I pop tags, cleared out Neiman
Got jetlagged, flight from Phoenix
Let me smash in a Demon
When I blast, catch my semen
In my mask, free Pooh Shiesty
Gettin' off bags, I been striking
If you can ask her for some pussy, she can ask you for some money
You ain't got enough, damn right, she gon' go fuck yo' homie
Ain't no wifin' her
Nigga, she told you this shit 'bout money
You done piped her up, bought her some titties and tucked her stomach (Ha)
Soon as she healed up on that surgery, I was the first come beat that up
Bend it over, smack her ass, she touch her toes, I'm in her guts
She ain't tryna drop the ball (Nah), that's a fumble if she put (Yup)
Send me a video making it clap (Ugh), jumping up (That thang thinging)