henny

, how the hell did you get here?, was you sent for me?, manhattan fly, brooklyn bad, and you're slipping, too, i wish i had some more treats, girl, just to trick on you, but this money ain't impressive, huh?, i'm a fly motherfucker from around the way, s-i till i die and i say it brave, make money for my fam, fans are the enemies, and i'm smoother than a shot of hennessy, hennessy, hennessy, hennessy, if i hit it then you gonna run to me, remember me, remember me, and it ain't too cool to pass by, but you say yea baby let's ride, you fucking with the right guy, and i know you're feeling me, yes, you're feeling me, aye, what the hell did you come for?, was it meant for us to lock eyes in this party, baby girl?, maybe rush to crush, young nigga from the slums of the city, fresh but not the flow, so gritty, running shit, mr. mack milly, you're lookin' like. i put that on my mama, all my people say it with me, now once we choose to move on, anything to talk about, you really got me open, girl, tryna see if you can work it out, all i ask of you is never change, 'cause you're probably find it blind, and i'm 'bout to make you say, come on take your next shot of hennessey,