Henny (tedmooth Remix) Lyrics - Singles - Mack Wilds

How the hell did you get here? 

Would you sing for me? 

Man, I can fly to Brooklyn back 

And you're slipping, too 

I wish I had some more treats, girl 

Just to trick on you 

But this money ain't impressing her 

I'm a fly motherfucker from around the way 

East side till I die and I celebrate 

Make money for my fam, fams are the enemies 

And I'm smoother than a shot of Hennessey 

Hennessey, Hennessey 

If I hit it then you gonna run to me 

Run to me, run to me 

And it ain't too cool to pass by 

But you say yeah, baby, let's ride 

You fucking with the right guy 

And I know you're feeling me 

Yes, you're feeling me 

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 

When you should pass the mack really 

You're looking like 

I put that on my mama, all my people say you're with me 

I'm a fly motherfucker from around the way 

East side till I die and I celebrate 

Make money for my fam, fams are the enemies 

And I'm smoother than a shot of Hennessey 

Hennessey, Hennessey 

If I hit it then you gonna run to me 

Run to me, run to me 

And it ain't too cool to pass by 

But you say yeah, baby, let's ride 

You fucking with the right guy 

And I know you're feeling me 

Yes, you're feeling me 

Now once we choose to move on 

Anything we talk about 

You really got me open, girl 

Trying to see if you can work it out 

All I ask of you, is there a change? 

'Cause you're probably find it blind 

And I'm 'bout to make you say 

Come on take your next shot of Hennessey 

Hennessey, Hennessey 

If I hit it then you gonna run to me 

Run to me, run to me 

And it ain't too cool to pass by 

But you say yeah, baby, let's ride 

You fucking with the right guy 

And I know you're feeling me 

Yes, you're feeling me 

And I know you're feeling me 

Feeling me, feeling me 

Fucking with the right guy