The Half (feat. Jeremih, Young Thug & Swizz Beatz)

It's a Friday, I'm 'bout to go off

Got my chains on and I'm 'bout to show off

DJ Snake up in here about to go off

Now go off, now go off

Goddamn

Smoke stress to get rid of all the stress

On the run, **** gunnin' for the checks

These **** don't know the half (Show time)

These **** don't know the half (Show time)

See the hoes, see the clothes, see the cash (God damn)

Gettin' high for the low, shit was bad

These **** don't know the half (Say what?)

These **** don't know the half

Swear to God (Talk to 'em), these **** don't know the half

(Rewind now)

(These **** don't know the half)

Ooh

(Smoke stress to get rid of all the stress)

Kill 'em off like I got a mask on it (Mask on it)

Guillotine the bitch, you don't know the half of it (Bet you don't)

Whole squad winnin', you got small money (Small money)

Don't need too many hands, I need all of it

You ain't ever been around, call me 2Pac (Call me 2Pac)

Pull up in my old hood in a new drop (In a new drop)

On that kush, on that kush, blow a cloud of it

I'm the man, I'm the man, yeah, I'm proud of it

Blowin' bands, got 'em jumpin' out the window (Out the window)

Shout out, shout out, pour some more and call it reload (Call it reload)

Know I pull up, pull up on 'em like a free throw (Like a free throw)

Or go straight up, up the middle like I'm D Rose (On my bullshit)

Treat your chick just like a whip and get another one (Get another one)

Wanna grab it, push it, smash and get another one (Get another one)

See my dogs on top, that's the math of it (Gotta be)

Multiply the money up, no that's just half of it

(Talk to 'em, rewind now)

(These **** don't know the half)

Ooh

(Smoke stress to get rid of all the stress)

Smoke that kushy, smoke that kushy, baby

Meanwhile, me and you stuntin', they lil' mushy baby

I don't want cook, I wanna book it, baby

I'll knock that lil' shit out the park to let you know I'm not no rookie, baby

Oh, take a breath

These **** don't know the half of the first steps

My day one ****, I don't pick through, I don't stutter step

That's cakin' ****, you not a pimp, you don't know the steps

She showered and she dry it off, and then she lay it

That head done brought that dope back, like I'm in the 80s

I'ma pimp the parking lot, Ima let you play it

You never 'posed to stop, but you can relay it

And I'm like, "Woo"

You don't know the half, you don't know the motherfuckin' truth

You don't know how much stress I release when I'm on boots

It's all a lot, you don't know what come behind the groove

It's a lot, but, but get with, lil ****, I do

(Talk to 'em, rewind now)

(These **** don't know the half)

Ooh

(They don't know)

(Smoke stress to get rid of all the stress)

See the hoes, see the clothes, see the cash

Gettin' high for the low, shit was bad

These **** don't know the half

These **** don't know the half