HENNESSY GIRL ft. Kace Cayne Lyrics

I'm making my money can't stop me, (stop me)

I pass to my dawg like I'm Stockton, (Stockton)

I hop on the beat I go slaughter, (slaughter)

The herb I smoke don't get me violent,

I pull up riding with my real ones, (real ones)

Off of the white like a zombie, (zombie)

She thinking that I got a Rari, (Rari)

Damn they don't even got a sponsor, aye, aye

Sipping Hennessy, never gunna sell my soul

My bitch from Tennessee, I took her out the Gucci store

Ugh, now she do not wanna see me, aye, They thinking Ima sell my soul

Yeah, he got the gun on my friend, aye, Now he doesn't got a home, aye

VVS's on her nose, I'm flexing too much I cannot pay for it

Now I be pull up whipping in a Porsche

Now I be pull up whipping in a Porsche, aye

She wanna be mine but she wilding, (wilding)

Let her on me auto pilot, (pilot)

I brought a pound to the party, (party)

Nothing ain't change since we started, (started)

You got to step up to the target

I been rapping since I was playing halo, (bang, bang)

Everybody tryna rap the same cadence

Fuck damn really who gon change it, aye

Now I'm smoking loud getting faded, (faded)

Name the label 2 kids in the basement, (basement)

Don't like how they snapping my angles, (angles)

We don't want that only smoke fuego, (fuego)

Book a flight only spend a few pesos, (pesos)

I got pew pew I got the ray gun, (ray gun)

Ex girl calling I got cake now, (cake now)

Brand new bitch got Gucci on her page now

My bitch tell me I'm romantic, aye, (yeah)

When I lighting up the candle, aye (yeah)

She wanna bring a friend, aye, (yeah)

I turn that bitch to a star, aye, (yeah)

I'm making my money can't stop me, (stop me)

I pass to my dawg like I'm Stockton, (Stockton)

I hop on the beat I go slaughter, (slaughter)

The herb I smoke don't get me violent

I pull up riding with my real ones, (real ones)

Off of the white like a zombie, (zombie)

She thinking that I got a Rari, (Rari,)

Damn they don't even got a sponsor, aye, aye

Sipping Hennessy, Never gunna sell my soul

My bitch from Tennessee, I took her out the Gucci Store

ugh, now she do not wanna see me, aye, They thinking Ima sell my soul

Yeah, he got the gun on my friend, aye, Now he doesn't got a home, aye

I'm making my money can't stop me, (stop me)

I pass to my dawg like I'm Stockton, (Stockton)

I hop on the beat I go slaughter, (slaughter)

The herb I smoke don't get me violent

I pull up riding with my real ones, (real ones

Off of the white like a zombie, (zombie)

She thinking that I gotta Rari, (Rari)

Damn they don't even got a sponsor, aye, aye

Sipping Hennessy, never gunna sell my soul

My bitch from Tennessee, I took her out the Gucci Store

ugh, now she do not wanna see me, aye, They thinking Ima sell my soul

Yeah, he got the gun on my friend, aye, Now he doesn't got a home, aye