Half Bae Robb Bank$ (Ft. Pouya)

[Intro: Robb Bank$]
I ain't tellin, yeah, yeah fuck that
Nigga can't tell me shit, can't tell me shit
(Tell it to my 9 bitch!)

[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
Aye, half bae, she half straight and she half gay
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]
Nigga I been stunting hard since the tall tee's bitch
Bonafide game breaker, just scored two zips
Boy I lick it and I stick it, got a splinter from a twig
2phone young savage, nigga 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 shit on you, what the fuck would Jesus do?
I don't pray to nobody, did you know you nobody?
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 fuck on your hoe, I used to kick in these doors
Now we busting these flows while I thumb the bankroll
She 17 but I fuck her like she 25
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 pussy, bitch take the pipe