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Robb Bank$
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Half Bae (Feat. Pouya)
[Intro:] Nigga can't tell me shit Tell it to my 9 Aye
[Hook: Robb Bank$] Half bae She half straight and she half gay Don't ask me You full lame and you're half paid Half real, half fake No not me Pull up right now I'm already there half way Probation, put your hoe in rotation And I let her rape me Put her on baecation Half naked Got the phone vibrating They get a situation Spray the location
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$ & Pouya] Nigga I been stunting hard since the tall tee's bitch Bonafide game breaker, just scored two zits Boy I lick it and I stick it Got a splinter from a twig 2phone young savage, nigga suck on my... Who you is, what you not F.L.A we dropping tops I'ma violate your mouth til' your hootchie cootchie pop I'ma take a shit on you, what the fuck would Jesus do? I don't pray to nobody bitch you know you're not ready Finna'ride up with your broad and let off in her jaw Been number one since the kid next door I used to fuck on your hoe I used to kick in these door Now we busting these flows While I run up in here She seventeen but I fuck her like she twenty fiveI don't use a rubber on that hoe, I just roll the dice Bust her down get her right Even though she not my type I'ma sneak, get up in that pussy Bitch take the pipe
[Hook: Robb Bank$] Half bae She half straight and she half gay Don't ask me You full lame and you're half paid Half real, half fake No not me Pull up right now I'm already there half way Probation, put your hoe in rotation And I let her rape me Put her on baecation Half naked Got the phone vibrating They get a situation Spray the location
[Verse 2: Robb Bank$ & 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 … Boy I keep my mind on my money Smart stun 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, that's a thousand dollar stone Bitch shut yo' ass up, don't sit there on the phone Play with it princess, I never lost The Game of Thrones Sold that home, sold that whip, sold out shows, sold out venues I got goons that gon' get you, walking around with that pistol How they gon' fuck with me, out here in the car seat Gon' 'head chase that dream, while I leave you like me
[Hook: Robb Bank$] Half bae She half straight and she half gay Don't ask me You full lame and you're half paid Half real, half fake No not me Pull up right nowI'm already there half way Probation, put your hoe in rotation And I let her rape me Put her on baecation Half naked Got the phone vibrating They get a situation Spray the location
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