The Half

DJ Snake

[Intro: 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!

[Pre-Hook: Jeremih + Swizz Beatz]
 Smoke stress to get rid of all the stress
 On the run, n*gga, goin' for the checks
 These n*ggas don't know the half (show time!)
 These n*ggas don't know the half (show time!)
 See the hoes, see the clothes, see the cash (goddamn!)
 Gettin' high for the low, sh*t was bad
 These n*ggas don't know the half (say what?)
 These n*ggas don't know the half (talk to 'em)
 Swear to God, these n*ggas don't know the half
 (Rewind now!)
 [Hook: Jeremih]
 These n*ggas don't know the half
 Smoke stress to get rid of all the stress

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
 Kill 'em off like I got a mask on it
 Guillotine a Benz, you don't know the half of it
 Whole squad winnin', you got small money
 Don't need too many hands, I need all of it
 You ain't ever been around, call me 2Pac
 Pull up in my old hood 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
 Shout out, shout out, pour some more and call it reload
 Know I pull up, pull up on 'em like a free throw
 Or go straight up, up the middle like I'm D. Rose
 Treat your chick just like a whip and get another one
 Wanna grab it, push it, smash and get another one
 See my dogs on top, that's the math of it
 Multiply the money up, no that's just half of it
 (Talk to 'em! Rewind now!)

[Hook: Jeremih]
 These n*ggas don't know the half
 Smoke stress to get rid of the stress

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
 Smoke that kushy, smoke that kushy, baby
 Meanwhile me and you stuntin', that lil' mushy, baby
 I don't want cook, I wanna book it, baby
 I'll knock that lil' sh*t out the park to let you know I'm not no rookie, baby
 Oh, take a breath
 These n*ggas don't know the half of the first steps
 My day one n*ggas, I don't pick through, I don't stutter step
 That's cakin', n*gga, 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 parkin' lot, I'ma let you play it
 You never 'posed to stop, but you can relay it
 And I'm like wooh
 You don't know the half, you don't know the mothaf*ckin' 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 get with, lil n*gga, I do
 (Talk to 'em! Rewind now!)

[Hook: Jeremih]
 These n*ggas don't know the half
 They don't know
 Smoke stress to get rid of the stress

[Outro: Young Thug]
 See the hoes, see the clothes, see the cash
 Gettin' high for the low, sh*t was bad
 These n*ggas don't know the half
 These n*ggas don't know about it
 These n*ggas don't know the half