Wabis Band Productions - Half an O lyrics

Half an O 3-15 1st Verse: 3-15 I'm blowin' more indo and f**in' b**hes lookin' like Suzette If I don't get it on a weekly basis, then I will lose it Never stoppin' the hustle 'til I at least own my own cruise ship And I don't give a f** -or ever- if I sound like a nuisance b**hes on me lookin' thick or petite Talkin' 'bout Kim or like an athlete Locals 'round me just cannot compete Like Justice League, my team is elite You talkin' 'bout fame, we keep it discreet You mention our name -put you on a leash Y'all some b**hes -b**hes get left in ditches; Chillin' with b**hes Team's rollin; smokin' swishers -that's sweet Your stupid followers will only remember you by your last tweet Diss me few days ago -they'll be lookin' for your a** next week Try to put out a couple songs; we hear 'em and we're like "yo, that's weak" So that's seven days, and seven nights -that's one-sixty-eight hours you got left to breath See shawty and I give her X Then I'm gonna have to help her with her steps She'll forget her ex; she'll get with me next Take her to the room and give her some triple X Me -I give her that stripper s**; you get simple checks and little flex You just stuck with your syphilis and Im'a f** a maniac -that nympho s**! //Chorus// Speakers bumpin', half an O; see the fam I'm chillin' with One day you gon' see us, standin' on the pyramid Our music -fans are feelin' it Extra Rare -we're buildin' it Knu Skool E-N-T; n***a, we k**in' it.//X2 2nd Verse: Hear the engine revvin' -step in; my weed's so refreshin' You would think that it's a blessin' way it makes you go to heaven Reppin' the city where I stay with the brethren; now the high is settin'. Eyes will redden; spittin' sh** that turns this night to armageddon What the f** y'all talkin' 'bout; think I ain't the type to rise? These words and sounds I use to soothe your f**in' mind and hypnotize Shawty's clappin' that a**, while I ain't rappin' that fast I'll be stackin' and bash; don't make me snap you in half Cause I be smokin' 'til I'm chokin'; f** a b**h like Lindsay Lohan Smokin' potent, she be cokin'; tats and piercings gets me goin' And she better bring a f**in' friend; I'm a man of options b**hes love this f**in' D as if I were a Dachshund Enough with that corny flow; I'm supposed to show, why I am doper than most But I can't help it if I get b**hes wetter than the Oregon coast But I wanna go, from here to Long Beach; all the way to Miami From recordin' in my small-a** room to live performances and winnin' Grammys //Chorus// Speakers bumpin', half an O; see the fam I'm chillin' with One day you gon' see us, standin' on the pyramid Our music -fans are feelin' it Extra Rare -we're buildin' it Knu Skool E-N-T; n***a, we k**in' it.//