Half & Half

Playboi Carti

Album Playboi Carti

Intro

Rock out
Yeah, yeah, rock out
Shoutout 8—808
808
Yeah

Chorus

This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (Rock out)
This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (This is not pop, this some rock)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Came in that bitch with the Glock)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Glocky)
Came in that bitch with the Glock, yeah (What? Yeah)
Came in that bitch with the mob, yeah (What? What?)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, ooh (Came in that bitch with the squad)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Came in that bitch with the mob)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Came in that bitch with the, uh)
Came in that bitch with the mob (Came in that bitch with a, what?)

Verse 1

Came in that bitch with the Glock, yeah
Came in that bitch with the mob, ayy (Glocky)
I poured the lean on the rocks, ayy (What?)
I put the crack in the drop, yeah, ooh (I put the crack in the drop)
Who that lil’ boy on the block? Hey (Block)
Up in the trap in the spot, yeah (Spot)
I’ma go cook in a pot, ayy (Pot)
I might go spit in a pot, yeah (Blat)
All of these bitches, they wanna fuck Carti
‘Cause Carti, he got a lil’ guap, ooh (All of these bitches, they want to fuck Carti)
Fuck the lil’ bitch in my loft, ooh (Loft)
Little bitch lost in my loft, ooh (Little bitch lost in the loft)
Count up three hundred, I’m boss, ooh (Count up three hundred, I’m boss)
I spent the guap on my watch (What?)
Bitch, I’ma ball, call the shots, yeah (Shots)
Hop in the trench, change the charts (Charts)
Rock this shit, out no guitar (‘Tar)
Hop in the plane on lil’ boy (Rock out, beep)
Lil’ bitch, you fuckin’ a star (Beep)
Lil’ bitch, can’t hop in the car (Bitch, can’t hop in the car, stupid lil’ bitch)
Lil’ bitch can’t be my lil’ broad (What?)
Fuck that lil’ bitch, fuck that lil’ bitch
Pass that lil’ bitch to my boy, ooh (What?)
Rockin’ that Gucci decor, ooh (Yeah)

Chorus

This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (Rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (This is not pop, this some rock)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Came in that bitch with a Glock)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Came in that bitch with the mob, Glocky)
Came in that bitch with the Glock, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock)
Came in that bitch with the mob, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock, Glocky)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, ooh (Came in that bitch with the squad)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Came in that bitch with the mob)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Came in that bitch with the, uh)
Came in that bitch with the mob (Came in that bitch with a, what?)

Verse 2

Came in that bitch with the Glock with the mob
All of my niggas, they shoot all the time
Came in that bitch but I came with a 9
2900, my niggas, they fire
All of my bitches, they lookin’ too fine
All of these bitches, they came and they mine
All of my niggas, they shoot and they fire
If you not right then a nigga get fired
She can come kick just for the night
I’ma go fuck just for the night
Gucci my kicks, came with the spike
Shootin’ that shit, feelin’ like Spike
Fendi my clothes, Fendi my ho
Fendi my clothes, Fendi my ho
Walk in that bitch feelin’ like Dro (Beep)
Walk in that bitch, I just want mo’
Switch it up, uh
I fucked that bitch right ‘fore the show
Right ‘fore the show, switch it up, uh (Switch it up)
I pour a 4 right ‘fore the show
Right ‘fore the show, switch it up, uh (Switch it up)
I fuck that bitch, I fuck that bitch
Pass to my bro, switch it up, uh (Switch it up)
Count it up, count it up, uh (Yung Carti)
Run it up, run it up, uh (Yung Carti)
Switch it up

Chorus

This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (Yung Carti)
This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (Yung Carti)
This is not pop, this some rock, ayy (Rock out)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Rock out)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Glocky)
Came in that bitch with the Glock, yeah (Glocky)
Came in that bitch with the mob, yeah (Mob, what?)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (This is not pop, this some)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (Beep, this is not pop, this)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock)
This is not pop, this some rock, yeah (This is not pop, this some rock)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, ooh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Glocky)
Came in that bitch with a Glock, yeah (Yeah, what?)
Came in that bitch with the mob (Yeah)

Outro

This is not pop, this some rock (Glocky)
I poured the lean on the rocks (Rocks)
This is not pop, this some rock (What?)
I poured the lean on the rocks (Glocky)
I poured the lean on the rocks (Beep)
I poured the lean on the rocks (What? What? Beep, yeah-yeah)
(I poured the lean on the—)

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