[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 her on baecation

Half naked, she got the phone vibrating

Make it 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— (Yeah, aye)

Who you is? What you not?F-L-Awe 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, bitch 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

[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 her on baecation

Half naked, she got the phone vibrating

Make it 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 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, bitch

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 out shows, sold out venues

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

[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 her on baecation

Half naked, she got the phone vibrating

Make it a situation, we spray your location