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Berner (rapper)( Gilbert Milam Jr. )
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Know the Half
Yeah, niggas is welcome Thinkers lay there Just roll one the fuck up As a matter of fact roll a few up Let's go nigga
Wake up, light one Take a shower, light one Get dressed, light one High as a bird, pussy by the time the night come Promoter just called with the bag Get the flights done Booked for a week, suite with a balcony Half a pound of gas makin' hooks to the beat Cop the hundred pounds of kush to push to the street In the jeep, lightin' up the leaf headed to the East The Southside and the West end Well me and the dealers is like best friends I could go to the club, get the set in Need some nudge in the arm, I'm your reference Now I'm dope I'm out of the loop I'm sellin' juice Tell the engineer, pull up the beat, have a loop And we don't smoke mint, that shit is for the kids Lookin' jig, play my nigga BIG sittin' in the coupe, Ghost
Payin' strains and we switchin' lanes We get to lickin, we get the change We get the bag, and we blow it back Knee deep in this shit you should know the half Fifty fifty with your men and you owe 'em half Shouldn't tell you this, you should know the half Get knocked by police, you all know his ass I shouldn't tell you this, you should know the half
Why my name in your mouth if you don't know me Good vibe only Put one in the FR, the dear homies It be hard to move the money round with the feds on me I'm just tryna buy real estate Get this dirty cash in the bank New Levi's with my pink coat The ash on my joint, white as clean coke Give 'em back the twenties, keep the C notes Fuck the drug war, the world need dope Lighter lift ticket, baby girl wanna kick it We really livin', thirty bricks in the Honda Civic I ain't slept in 'bout three days Baby girl crazy but she pays They don't know the half of it It's cash up front I never had a pack fronted
Payin' strains and we switchin' lanes We get to lickin, we get the change We get the bag, and we blow it back Knee deep in this shit you should know the half Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Fifty fifty with your men and you owe 'em half Shouldn't tell you this, you should know the half Get knocked by police, you all know his ass I shouldn't tell you this, you should know the half
Don't love you till you're gone Give me flowers while I'm here I pulled up to the neck with a joint behind my ear Smellproof backpack with a hundred grand in it Black minivan, with a bunch of plants in 'em You all know the hat I come from the light You aint never had to say a prayer before you took a flight Feds pulled me off the back of the plane They runnin' through my bags, askin' me names Before I was gettin' fly, I was gettin' by Makin' sales I ain't have a scale Weighed off the eyes Too familiar with that handgun stayin' on my side The leather nigga played me I'ma scram, I'ma slide I been duckin' from the cops, pretend them niggas don't hide Throwin' money in the sky And I fucked the other side You know damn well I'm high Yeah I change but I still spend change on a lie
Payin' strains and we switchin' lanes We get to lickin, we get the change We get the bag, and we blow it back Knee deep in this shit you should know the half Fifty fifty with your men and you owe 'em half Shouldn't tell you this, you should know the half Get knocked by police, you all know his ass I shouldn't tell you this, you should know the half
Payin' strains and we switchin' lanes We get to lickin, we get the change We get the bag, and we blow it back Knee deep in this shit you should know the half Fifty fifty with your men and you owe 'em half Shouldn't tell you this, you should know the half Get knocked by police, you all know his ass I shouldn't tell you this, you should know the half
Bunch of snitches and bitches actin' crazy right now I'm just tryna enjoy my high Yeah I'm on this lemon D Doin' a little bit of gelato Got to bust out to Jay Park Got to bust out to Jay Park Styles what's up boy? East Coast to the West Coast But you know we got our own bag everywhere we go
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