Room Service/Bring Henny
Turn my back on the world cuz I feel like
They been showing nothing but the fake love
So I stick to the grind cuz enough ain't enough
Yeah you know that I need more
City of sin, when I'm out at the Wynn
Got it lookin' like I came up
In the booth with the fye
I done put it on the line
So I dare a hater say sum'
Said I keep that bitch on the tab
And she keep my name on her jersey
She know I stay with that bag
Show up at my door like room service
Bottles on bottles, yeah we pourin' up
And she open wide like she thirsty
Love when I'm in it
She love when I'm hittin' that shit
Cuz I show it no mercy
Caught up in the limelight
When I touch down I can guarantee they not ready
Said ever since I caught a buzz
Shit been hittin' different sittin' in that ol' box Chevy
God Damn
I know that you got use to the old me
But I know nowadays you don't know me
Said I been going through it on my lonely
You still see the moves through the eyes of a Sony
Seven thirty, day start
Cuz I keep the vibes from the sun to catch a better one
Phone still ringing when they need more
I just sit back and watch the cheddar come
See the drip got em' splashin'
Head of the action
Gettin' top from a bad one, sittin' in traffic
Duffel bag boy, turn paper to plastic
Ruler to act up, the measures is drastic, uh
Caught him cappin' on some fuck shit
Big chop blowing wigs on some trump shit
Ain't a thang to crack a couple shells on some nut shit
Put him in a box since I found him on some bum shit
I could really dump shit
Really I could run shit
They don't wanna see me Milwaukin' on some buck shit
Gon' check ya chick hittin' on me like she want dick
So I be wit ya bitch after dark that 10Park shit
In that box goin' up call her "Elevator"
Feel it in her core, got her moanin' like a meditator
Blowin' out her back, yeah she fuckin' wit a detonator
Call me "Hall of Fame Os'" cuz I been the greatest
Yeah
Mixin' up the Henny every quarter
Splash in that bitch like I'm drownin' in the water
Spend it, get it back like we posted on the corner
Youngin' in the field makin' moves Pop Warner
Oh yeah
Turn my back on the world cuz I feel like
They been showing nothing but the fake love
So I stick to the grind cuz enough ain't enough
Yeah you know that I need more
City of sin, when I'm out at the Wynn
Got it lookin' like I came up
In the booth with the fye
I done put it in the line
So I dare a hater say sum'
Said I keep that bitch on the tab
And she keep my name on her jersey
She know I stay with that bag
Show up at my door like room service
Bottles on bottles, yeah we pourin' up
And she open wide like she thirsty
Love when I'm in it
She love when I'm hittin' that shit
Cuz I show it no mercy
I swear my ex still callin', that's a whole trip
It's been three years since I left ain't seen that girl since
We fell apart cuz I ain't know how to be open
Plus all the lies and the women I had goin'
I think we finally found a way to get passed all of it
Leave you on read cuz I can't stand to give you all of me
You call it selfish, yeah I'm selfish but it's hardly that
You keep on tryin' cuz you know that I'm gon' call you back
Call you back
Said if I roll this up would you get high wit me
And if I pour this up would you come vibe wit me
Shawty if I pull up would you ride wit me
Cuz I need that love
She said pull up and Bring Henny
Bring Henny
Bring Henny
Yeah, Bring Henny
Bring Henny
Bring Henny
Bring Henny
Yeah, Bring Henny
They been showing nothing but the fake love
So I stick to the grind cuz enough ain't enough
Yeah you know that I need more
City of sin, when I'm out at the Wynn
Got it lookin' like I came up
In the booth with the fye
I done put it on the line
So I dare a hater say sum'
Said I keep that bitch on the tab
And she keep my name on her jersey
She know I stay with that bag
Show up at my door like room service
Bottles on bottles, yeah we pourin' up
And she open wide like she thirsty
Love when I'm in it
She love when I'm hittin' that shit
Cuz I show it no mercy
Caught up in the limelight
When I touch down I can guarantee they not ready
Said ever since I caught a buzz
Shit been hittin' different sittin' in that ol' box Chevy
God Damn
I know that you got use to the old me
But I know nowadays you don't know me
Said I been going through it on my lonely
You still see the moves through the eyes of a Sony
Seven thirty, day start
Cuz I keep the vibes from the sun to catch a better one
Phone still ringing when they need more
I just sit back and watch the cheddar come
See the drip got em' splashin'
Head of the action
Gettin' top from a bad one, sittin' in traffic
Duffel bag boy, turn paper to plastic
Ruler to act up, the measures is drastic, uh
Caught him cappin' on some fuck shit
Big chop blowing wigs on some trump shit
Ain't a thang to crack a couple shells on some nut shit
Put him in a box since I found him on some bum shit
I could really dump shit
Really I could run shit
They don't wanna see me Milwaukin' on some buck shit
Gon' check ya chick hittin' on me like she want dick
So I be wit ya bitch after dark that 10Park shit
In that box goin' up call her "Elevator"
Feel it in her core, got her moanin' like a meditator
Blowin' out her back, yeah she fuckin' wit a detonator
Call me "Hall of Fame Os'" cuz I been the greatest
Yeah
Mixin' up the Henny every quarter
Splash in that bitch like I'm drownin' in the water
Spend it, get it back like we posted on the corner
Youngin' in the field makin' moves Pop Warner
Oh yeah
Turn my back on the world cuz I feel like
They been showing nothing but the fake love
So I stick to the grind cuz enough ain't enough
Yeah you know that I need more
City of sin, when I'm out at the Wynn
Got it lookin' like I came up
In the booth with the fye
I done put it in the line
So I dare a hater say sum'
Said I keep that bitch on the tab
And she keep my name on her jersey
She know I stay with that bag
Show up at my door like room service
Bottles on bottles, yeah we pourin' up
And she open wide like she thirsty
Love when I'm in it
She love when I'm hittin' that shit
Cuz I show it no mercy
I swear my ex still callin', that's a whole trip
It's been three years since I left ain't seen that girl since
We fell apart cuz I ain't know how to be open
Plus all the lies and the women I had goin'
I think we finally found a way to get passed all of it
Leave you on read cuz I can't stand to give you all of me
You call it selfish, yeah I'm selfish but it's hardly that
You keep on tryin' cuz you know that I'm gon' call you back
Call you back
Said if I roll this up would you get high wit me
And if I pour this up would you come vibe wit me
Shawty if I pull up would you ride wit me
Cuz I need that love
She said pull up and Bring Henny
Bring Henny
Bring Henny
Yeah, Bring Henny
Bring Henny
Bring Henny
Bring Henny
Yeah, Bring Henny
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Writer(s): Oso Curtis
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