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I get drunk on Hennessy
I get drunk then smoke my weed
What the hell got into me?
Why do I make enemies?
Yeah
Bad bitch, that's taboo
I grew nuts like cashews
She done drank some Hennessy, she puking in the bathroom
Ooh
That's a bad move
Boom
Now I'm in a bad mood
I can't take you anywhere, you actin' like a damn fool
So I leave this club
I can't drink enough
I just filled my cup, tell that bitch she wanna f*ck
When she wanna meet
She be likin' all my tweets
She don't even follow me and we don't even speak
I get drunk on Hennessy
I get drunk then smoke my weed
What the hell got into me?
Why do I make enemies?

A ho gon' be a ho
And a bitch gon' be a bitch
I ain't got a dollar
And I'm rapping like I'm rich
Ain't gon' lie, I love these bitches
Ain't gon' lie, I love my money
Ain't gon' lie, I know he missin'
Ain't gon' lie, I thought it was funny
Talkin' on the 'gram but I know he got fast feet
I don't wanna talk unless you let your cash speak
Runnin' up with problems you gon' probably get your ass beat
Do it in the backseat
Sweatin' like an athlete
I get drunk on Hennessy
I get drunk then smoke my weed
What the hell got into me?
Why do I make enemies

When I'm drinking Hennessy
And thinking 'bout my enemies
I got a certain energy
I'm hot, 110 degrees
I close my eyes and hit my trees
I got a hipster on her knees
I got a bitch but I'm a dog
Might f*ck around and give her flees
What the f*ck is wrong with you
Why you got an attitude
I'm tryna' beat somebody ass, this Henny got me in my in mood
My daddy wasn't round but f*ck it now I got some bigger shoes
That he could never fit into
I walk like I'm invincible
Talking like I'm bullet proof
Cause I got bullets made you
Your Mama too
Guess that's what I gotta do
Cause people acting comical
Might have to put somebody up
Ain't talking astronomical
I conquer every obstacle
I do shit that ain't possible
I walk on water out my shoes
Visit heaven with my dudes
And there ain't no religion true
I'm that nigga that they praying to
And you just double crossed so now a nigga gotta pray for you
Hallelujah

Heavenly Father
Just poppin' in for talkin'
How you doin'?
Where's Mom?
She still mad?
Are y'all talking?
Oh that's awesome
Well there's someone I wanna put inside a coffin
I don't wanna play a victim
So I smile when I walk in
But you knew that
Ion wanna bump no throwbacks
White people say nigga and they claiming that they pro black
And it hurts
Sometimes I put my feelings on my shirt
I'm thankful that you blessed me but it still came with a curse God damn
I used to think that you ain't like me
Cause I read a book about you and your love ain't seem too likely
But they said it was
They also said that you ain't f*ck with drugs
But every time I take a tablet, you come down and say, "what's up?"
Why they think we call it angel dust?
Why they think we call it angel dust? God damn
I'm the son god
And its f*cking with my enemies
I'm turning water into Hennessy
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I get drunk on Hennessy
I get drunk then smoke my weed
What the hell got into me?
Why do I make enemies?
Yeah
Bad bitch, that's taboo
I grew nuts like cashews
She done drank some Hennessy, she puking in the bathroom
Ooh
That's a bad move
Boom
Now I'm in a bad mood
I can't take you anywhere, you actin' like a damn fool
So I leave this club
I can't drink enough
I just filled my cup, tell that bitch she wanna f*ck
When she wanna meet
She be likin' all my tweets
She don't even follow me and we don't even speak
I get drunk on Hennessy
I get drunk then smoke my weed
What the hell got into me?
Why do I make enemies?

A ho gon' be a ho
And a bitch gon' be a bitch
I ain't got a dollar
And I'm rapping like I'm rich
Ain't gon' lie, I love these bitches
Ain't gon' lie, I love my money
Ain't gon' lie, I know he missin'
Ain't gon' lie, I thought it was funny
Talkin' on the 'gram but I know he got fast feet
I don't wanna talk unless you let your cash speak
Runnin' up with problems you gon' probably get your ass beat
Do it in the backseat
Sweatin' like an athlete
I get drunk on Hennessy
I get drunk then smoke my weed
What the hell got into me?
Why do I make enemies

When I'm drinking Hennessy
And thinking 'bout my enemies
I got a certain energy
I'm hot, 110 degrees
I close my eyes and hit my trees
I got a hipster on her knees
I got a bitch but I'm a dog
Might f*ck around and give her flees
What the f*ck is wrong with you
Why you got an attitude
I'm tryna' beat somebody ass, this Henny got me in my in mood
My daddy wasn't round but f*ck it now I got some bigger shoes
That he could never fit into
I walk like I'm invincible
Talking like I'm bullet proof
Cause I got bullets made you
Your Mama too
Guess that's what I gotta do
Cause people acting comical
Might have to put somebody up
Ain't talking astronomical
I conquer every obstacle
I do shit that ain't possible
I walk on water out my shoes
Visit heaven with my dudes
And there ain't no religion true
I'm that nigga that they praying to
And you just double crossed so now a nigga gotta pray for you
Hallelujah

Heavenly Father
Just poppin' in for talkin'
How you doin'?
Where's Mom?
She still mad?
Are y'all talking?
Oh that's awesome
Well there's someone I wanna put inside a coffin
I don't wanna play a victim
So I smile when I walk in
But you knew that
Ion wanna bump no throwbacks
White people say nigga and they claiming that they pro black
And it hurts
Sometimes I put my feelings on my shirt
I'm thankful that you blessed me but it still came with a curse God damn
I used to think that you ain't like me
Cause I read a book about you and your love ain't seem too likely
But they said it was
They also said that you ain't f*ck with drugs
But every time I take a tablet, you come down and say, "what's up?"
Why they think we call it angel dust?
Why they think we call it angel dust? God damn
I'm the son god
And its f*cking with my enemies
I'm turning water into Hennessy
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Writer: Jacob Correll, Semaj Sinclair
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