Henny up

They wanted Jade in the booth so I'm back and you know what it is I'm sending niggas right back to they corners Like they was my kids I pour this Henny up I mix it with sprite Can't see you this weekend love I'm catching a flight I need me a couple of bands on me Stay out the way stay out the way I'm out with the gang And you know how it be do it for fake? They calling my name This shit got me drippin' Cant f*ck with ya catching feeling's And I'm winning know you sick I still see no competition Know you sick I call him my bae said he on the way He do not bake but he eat it like cake When he was done eat it off of his face After I asked him how did it taste I slid in the passenger side I'm the baddest so you know he let me ride Put my bitches on and now we taking flight Smoking pressure and we up til morning light Don dadada - pradadadada me I be chillin' and yo nigga he so fond of me No hard feelings you can keep him since you got him b Big bank big bands blue face Long hair lil waist, know my taste Hop in that Do the dash like it's my b b-day Do the dash like it's my b b-day Put the, on the, oh - oh Cover it up no face no case Bands run it up aw aw You know what it is , know what its is ahh ah