I Got
I got
Too much Hennessy
Flowing into me
For your energy
I got
N***** next to me
Case my enemies
Wanna test the team
I got
B****** all on me
Begging for the D
Call me frequently
I got
Too much Hennessy
Flowing into me
For your energy
I got
N***as that ask for help
If they won't give it to me
I'll go get that s*** myself
Hustler's mentality that's
Some s*** that I couldn't help
And I got seven siblings
I don't do s*** for my health
Couple grams inside the backwood
Make me chill and ensure
All my raps good
N***** acting like I'm down a level
Cuz I use Autotune
And smoke backwoods
But you ain't ever had the bands
In your town you a boy not the man
And don't nobody give
A f*** bout yo a**
If you sitting up in the stands
You don't understand
I got
Ya chick on my side
She always hit me
To link up like
I must be a hotspot
I mean f*** it why lie
I got ya b***** going down
Shawty know how to please me
So I keep coming around
She say this s*** astounding
Run a mile for the d***
If it come from my lips
That s*** was facts never fib
Either way imma get it
F*** it is what it is
Man I thought that I told you
I won't say it again
I
I got
Too much Hennessy
Flowing into me
For your energy
I got
N***as next to me
Case my enemies
Wanna test the team
I got
B****** all on me
Begging for the D
Call me frequently
I got
Too much Hennessy
Flowing into me
For your energy
I got the sauce I know
I'm fly as hell
With no YSL
But I'm high as hell
I'll bag yo b**** as clientele
I don't want her to be
My shawty get off me
Tryna make some bands by the morning exhausted
I'm all in I'm working
We out and we trapping
Late night I'm rapping
Still out with my bandits
F****** up some commas
Running up the numbers
Next thing that you know
I might be f******
On your momma
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ok
Yeah, yeah, yeah
N***** keep tryna play
Me like I'm p****
B***** do not push me
If you gone push me
I hope you gone
Back up that s*** that you talking
If you gone be talking
Then you get to walking
Focused on balling
Still know some n***as
Out here that be
White chalking and barking
If you wanna pop em
Then b**** get to popping
Ain't no one stopping you
I ain't the one to be tripping
Whenever I see some
New obstacles I ain't really
Here to sit and coddle you
You don't understand
I am the man
Tryna get high
And land in Japan
If he pop s***
He get popped with the iron
I am not lying
I can get it man
I just gotta buy it
It ain't hard to try it
Yeah
Too much Hennessy
Flowing into me
For your energy
I got
N***** next to me
Case my enemies
Wanna test the team
I got
B****** all on me
Begging for the D
Call me frequently
I got
Too much Hennessy
Flowing into me
For your energy
I got
N***as that ask for help
If they won't give it to me
I'll go get that s*** myself
Hustler's mentality that's
Some s*** that I couldn't help
And I got seven siblings
I don't do s*** for my health
Couple grams inside the backwood
Make me chill and ensure
All my raps good
N***** acting like I'm down a level
Cuz I use Autotune
And smoke backwoods
But you ain't ever had the bands
In your town you a boy not the man
And don't nobody give
A f*** bout yo a**
If you sitting up in the stands
You don't understand
I got
Ya chick on my side
She always hit me
To link up like
I must be a hotspot
I mean f*** it why lie
I got ya b***** going down
Shawty know how to please me
So I keep coming around
She say this s*** astounding
Run a mile for the d***
If it come from my lips
That s*** was facts never fib
Either way imma get it
F*** it is what it is
Man I thought that I told you
I won't say it again
I
I got
Too much Hennessy
Flowing into me
For your energy
I got
N***as next to me
Case my enemies
Wanna test the team
I got
B****** all on me
Begging for the D
Call me frequently
I got
Too much Hennessy
Flowing into me
For your energy
I got the sauce I know
I'm fly as hell
With no YSL
But I'm high as hell
I'll bag yo b**** as clientele
I don't want her to be
My shawty get off me
Tryna make some bands by the morning exhausted
I'm all in I'm working
We out and we trapping
Late night I'm rapping
Still out with my bandits
F****** up some commas
Running up the numbers
Next thing that you know
I might be f******
On your momma
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ok
Yeah, yeah, yeah
N***** keep tryna play
Me like I'm p****
B***** do not push me
If you gone push me
I hope you gone
Back up that s*** that you talking
If you gone be talking
Then you get to walking
Focused on balling
Still know some n***as
Out here that be
White chalking and barking
If you wanna pop em
Then b**** get to popping
Ain't no one stopping you
I ain't the one to be tripping
Whenever I see some
New obstacles I ain't really
Here to sit and coddle you
You don't understand
I am the man
Tryna get high
And land in Japan
If he pop s***
He get popped with the iron
I am not lying
I can get it man
I just gotta buy it
It ain't hard to try it
Yeah
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Writer(s): Dennis Cotto
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