Enemies (feat. Semaj Sinclair)

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 fucking with my enemies I'm turning water into Hennessy