Robb Bank$, Pouya - Half Bae lyrics

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)

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

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 seventeen but I fuck
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 pussy
Bitch take the pipe

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

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 shit and that buffet
You know we eatin' when she
Threw up on the dick
A hundred racks in the Civic while
I load up the clip
And if you came to the show

Then we fucked yo bitch
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' ass 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' fuck with me? Got
Head in the car seat gon' 'head
Chase that dream while I leave
You like me bitch

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