MoneyBagg Yo and CMG The Label - 50/50
(ATL Jacob, he a fuckin' millionaire)Go
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
A hundred what I'm brin'in', I'm Big Bag, fuck you thinkin'
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 strikin'
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 one 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 pluck (yup)
Send me a video makin' it clap (ugh), jumpin' up (that thang-thin'in')
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
Havin' racks on racks, when she ask, I won't tell her no (here)
Hittin' her from the back, breakin' sweats in my cardio (um)
Gumbo thick, I swear, no cap, she suck, I buss, we take a nap
Wake up shake back and check my traps
She like how I live what I rap (facts)
Me and my niggas get down like the Good Fellas
We ain't carin' who look better (all us)
Type of nigga tell the feds a cold lie, we don't fuck with them truth tellers (racks)
Told me she can't wait to leave the city, I'ma fly the bitch into some good weather (gone)
Rub her down, make her feel better (what?)
Eat her pussy make her feel special (ugh)
Throw it back throw it back (go)
All this shit you was talkin' show me that (now)
Fuck good and spendin' she lovin' that (me)
If the bitch do leave, she comin' back (right)
In a whip that's lowkey (at night)
She ain't know I drove these (shh)
Want me to go so deep, so wet, I'ma need floaties
Strokin' strokin' (ugh)
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
Written by:
Bryan Lamar Simmons, Demario White, Derrick Miller, Hugo Tom Cogne, Jacob Canady, Mikayel Varosyan, SID88
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