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HENNY (feat. P TRILLEST) Video (MV)




Performed By: RNOTG
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: T G




RNOTG - HENNY (feat. P TRILLEST) Lyrics




I'm out of my mind, let's keep on swingin', let's make some babies and make it a feelin
I feel you inside, ain't no better feelin
I'm on top, you can't sprint, you have to, you can't fit inside
She got a nigga, she's drivin' a boat, damn

Like, she want Henny in my nigga throat
I'm a demon, I throw through the coat, cough
Like, she fell in love with the team, oh no
Damn, and what to the head, don't run

Like, only the red, you can't snap it, it's fun
Damn, and most of these niggas be bums
What about that? Like, bust up on me, but you can't afford guns
She gon' shake it, I'ma spank it

Me and my niggas be singin
Run down game, nigga, yeah, I'ma flame it
See me, I opt in, I'm puttin' in pain and
Nigga, I'm leavin' whoever I came with

Like, nigga, I'm leavin' whoever I came with
Cop, cop, cop, cop
See me, I be gettin' put in my slip
Run down game, nigga, no, I won't trip

Like, lil' nigga, you know you a bitch
Why the f*ck you keep dancin' like nigga, a snitch
Like, damn, baby, you know I won't miss it
I see me, I opt in, we flock at the whip

Like, catch me a Jayo lit
And whoever he's with, nigga, yeah, they get hit
Like, damn, baby, you know I'ma flock it
See, I opt in, you know I'ma drop it

Me and my niggas take off like a rocket
We gettin' money, you know we ain't stop it
Throw up the jet, then you know we gon' drop it
Like, call up VD, who gon' flock shit

Like, baby, you know we ain't stop it
We in my hood as you know that we
3D, try to catch me, I opt
J-Lucky, we ain't have to knock

That nigga pussy got beat out of socks
Like, niggas is broke, suck that shit, I pop
Glock, and I'm trippin' a spider
I spot a hound, I'ma back up the fire

Glock, like what
I'ma open and flame
Niggas desperate, we're not the same
Like, what would you do for your gang

Niggas is broken and put in no pain
Like, what
These niggas is slaves
Like, what

You a hoodoo
Like, what
Niggas stay in your lane
Like, what

I'ma open and flame
Cop, cop
Hoodoo through DC, a day in the spot
Niggas stupid, get lined by a cop

If you really want smoke, you get smacked with the Nox
Like, you know my body, you know how we rock
Like, my niggas get money, yeah, we getting guap
Pass me the grip, then you know you get flopped

Run down gate, nigga, no, it don't stop
You know my body, I'm ducking the cops
Like, cop, baby, you know I can't switch
Give me that Nina, it's all on my head

Why the f*ck you keep dissing like nigga a bitch
Everybody take losses, that's just how it is
Like, yeah
Niggas popped and they rash

I call up TJ, I know he gon' blast
We run up down low, and all of a sudden they flex
But I purchased the basic, completed my tag, God
Yeah, bitch, you know I just be f*cking

F*ck is a match, nigga, you know I'm thugging
I see our op, then you know we gon' shoot it
Boom it, baby, you know that I'm hooting
Like, baby, you know we ain't losing

F*ck it, you know that I'm cool with some movies
I see our op, then I back it out
Hey, back it out, nigga, we shooting
Out of my mind, let's keep on sipping

Let's make some babies, make it official
I feel you inside, no better feeling
I throw it back again
It's crossfinger, baby
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I'm out of my mind, let's keep on swingin', let's make some babies and make it a feelin
I feel you inside, ain't no better feelin
I'm on top, you can't sprint, you have to, you can't fit inside
She got a nigga, she's drivin' a boat, damn

Like, she want Henny in my nigga throat
I'm a demon, I throw through the coat, cough
Like, she fell in love with the team, oh no
Damn, and what to the head, don't run

Like, only the red, you can't snap it, it's fun
Damn, and most of these niggas be bums
What about that? Like, bust up on me, but you can't afford guns
She gon' shake it, I'ma spank it

Me and my niggas be singin
Run down game, nigga, yeah, I'ma flame it
See me, I opt in, I'm puttin' in pain and
Nigga, I'm leavin' whoever I came with

Like, nigga, I'm leavin' whoever I came with
Cop, cop, cop, cop
See me, I be gettin' put in my slip
Run down game, nigga, no, I won't trip

Like, lil' nigga, you know you a bitch
Why the f*ck you keep dancin' like nigga, a snitch
Like, damn, baby, you know I won't miss it
I see me, I opt in, we flock at the whip

Like, catch me a Jayo lit
And whoever he's with, nigga, yeah, they get hit
Like, damn, baby, you know I'ma flock it
See, I opt in, you know I'ma drop it

Me and my niggas take off like a rocket
We gettin' money, you know we ain't stop it
Throw up the jet, then you know we gon' drop it
Like, call up VD, who gon' flock shit

Like, baby, you know we ain't stop it
We in my hood as you know that we
3D, try to catch me, I opt
J-Lucky, we ain't have to knock

That nigga pussy got beat out of socks
Like, niggas is broke, suck that shit, I pop
Glock, and I'm trippin' a spider
I spot a hound, I'ma back up the fire

Glock, like what
I'ma open and flame
Niggas desperate, we're not the same
Like, what would you do for your gang

Niggas is broken and put in no pain
Like, what
These niggas is slaves
Like, what

You a hoodoo
Like, what
Niggas stay in your lane
Like, what

I'ma open and flame
Cop, cop
Hoodoo through DC, a day in the spot
Niggas stupid, get lined by a cop

If you really want smoke, you get smacked with the Nox
Like, you know my body, you know how we rock
Like, my niggas get money, yeah, we getting guap
Pass me the grip, then you know you get flopped

Run down gate, nigga, no, it don't stop
You know my body, I'm ducking the cops
Like, cop, baby, you know I can't switch
Give me that Nina, it's all on my head

Why the f*ck you keep dissing like nigga a bitch
Everybody take losses, that's just how it is
Like, yeah
Niggas popped and they rash

I call up TJ, I know he gon' blast
We run up down low, and all of a sudden they flex
But I purchased the basic, completed my tag, God
Yeah, bitch, you know I just be f*cking

F*ck is a match, nigga, you know I'm thugging
I see our op, then you know we gon' shoot it
Boom it, baby, you know that I'm hooting
Like, baby, you know we ain't losing

F*ck it, you know that I'm cool with some movies
I see our op, then I back it out
Hey, back it out, nigga, we shooting
Out of my mind, let's keep on sipping

Let's make some babies, make it official
I feel you inside, no better feeling
I throw it back again
It's crossfinger, baby
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Writer: T G
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