Half

[Hook - GV Honcho]
Like Brandon said “You gotta have faith”
I’m with bro going half on eight
Just got a check, and spent half on bape
Yea I’m always dodging the jakes
Oooo I separate myself from the fakes
Oooo I gotta get me some cake
Aye, I gotta get me the wriaith
I just might put a red beam on his face
Finna ride to the mall and I pull up with Kay
I hit a lick like it’s back in the days
After bro died, it was never the same
Percocet pill finna numb up the pain
Some of these niggas started acting too strange
Hit from the back and I watch her hair swang

[Verse 1 - GV Honcho]
Sippin dat lean, this is not champagne
Good Vibes Only fucking campaign
Pull up with sigs and we go on a rampage
I do not owe these niggas not a damn thang
Phone keep vibrating, it might be yo fuckin bae
New GV chain and it glist like a fuckin lake
Money be sticking to me like some duct tape
She got a tat on her ass it’s a cupcake
Aye, double my cup and it’s filled with paint
I’m finna get me a house with a fish tank
Put lean on my ice now my muhfuckin wrist pink
Smokin this blunt and its filled with that good dank
I told my dealer to cut off the brain
I’m finna pull up in half a wraith
On the highway, I can’t press the brakes
I’ll do a nigga like some laundry
Yo bit gon’ pull up in some lingerie
Hit from the back and I’m slaughtering
I made a wave and they following
She tryna fuck nigga call her in
Suckin my dick and she swallowing
Bro nem said she got a twinnnn
I’m finna gone head and hit
You might as well call me Hit-Boy
Yea yea
Globoy

[Hook - GV Honcho]
Like Brandon said “You gotta have faith”
I’m with bro going half on eight
Just got a check, and spent half on bape
Yea I’m always dodging the jakes
Oooo I separate myself from the fakes
Oooo I gotta get me some cake
Aye, I gotta get me the wriaith
I just might put a red beam on his face
Finna ride to the mall and I pull up with Kay
I hit a lick like it’s back in the days
After bro died, it was never the same
Percocet pill finna numb up the pain
Some of these niggas started acting too strange
Hit from the back and I watch her hair swang

[Verse 2 - Baby Sosa]
[?]
I know some niggas that copy, they hatin’
Handy mandy, ima keep me a tool
Project Baby pocket filled with them blues
Im on my knees
I run to the cake
You mad, you see that I’m havin
Most of these niggas be plastic
21, make the pack do magic
Stars in the wraith and I can’t keep balance
Told my plug, that I’m sorry for the wait
I been lowkey, tryna poison all these snakes
I spit like [?], special ed
The bag shipped in a ambulance
And I got sum shootas on [?] van
My flow colder than a ceiling fan
I know I’m up, and I’m sorry I can’t wait
I told my momma to stay down cause I’m straight
You know I’m hungry, fish and grits thats on my plate
Bock Gang, and I won’t change, closed case (mmmmmmmmm mmm)

[Hook - GV Honcho]
Like Brandon said “You gotta have faith”
I’m with bro going half on eight
Just got a check, and spent half on bape
Yea I’m always dodging the jakes
Oooo I separate myself from the fakes
Oooo I gotta get me some cake
Aye, I gotta get me the wriaith
I just might put a red beam on his face
Finna ride to the mall and I pull up with Kay
I hit a lick like it’s back in the days
After bro died, it was never the same
Percocet pill finna numb up the pain
Some of these niggas started acting too strange
Hit from the back and I watch her hair swang