Half The Time

Do it, ride it
(Swift did it)
Ride it

I'm like half the time, I don't need no one but you
I'm like half the time, don't want you to come through
Half the time, I only wanna love you
Half the time, pull up just to fuck you

I'm just tryna see if you gon' come through
I can't even lie, tryna put that dick inside of you
Love it how she ride it, ooh
Swimmin' all inside her pool
I can't even lie, been tryna spank that ass since high school

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, naw, like naw, naw, for real, though
(Ayy, where you goin'? Where you goin'? Come here)

If I let her leave, I know I regret it
No control on my heart, need to reset my settings
I like to stuff her with dick, pull her hair, and I choke
I be killin' the pussy, it's murder she wrote
Every day, way her toppy blow
Better spit on that shit, make it sloppy, oh
Stop playin', toot it up
Don't mix the violence, I'm beatin' it up

Go straight bananas in the yaya, act an ape when I'm in it
Still your mama favorite, it's no debate, them niggas not fuckin' with me
Missin' how I play with that lil' kitty while I suck on your titty
She know that gangster baby out them trenches 'cause she know I'm the realest

I'm like half the time, I don't need no one but you
I'm like half the time, don't want you to come through
Half the time, I only wanna love you
Half the time, pull up just to fuck you

I know I'm wrong, don't know what's wrong
I say I need you, then I tell you I don't need you 'round me
Half the time, I mean, I be so confused
Half the time, all I needed was to come through

Baby, look, right now, you should know what it is
Pipe down, don't no one wanna hear
Quiet down, I'm controlling your hips
You're mine now, I'm focused, stroke from the rear

Sound out when it go in your ribs
I'ma be gentle, let's go in the mirror
Flippin' you over, we listenin'
Strokin' your ankle, I'm holdin' your toe by your ear

Your lil' pussy print, I wrap your legs around me, squeeze me
You know I'm retarded, all this water, baby, Fiji
It's all in my face, I say my grace, now baby, feed me
Clean up on aisle nine, I'm out my mind, we need a squeegee

I'm like half the time, I don't need no one but you
I'm like half the time, don't want you to come through
Half the time, I only wanna love you
Half the time, pull up just to fuck you



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Gates, Norman Payne, Bradley Baker, Dazmiere Johnson, Steve Mckinley Thorton, Christopher Simms
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