[Intro]
All this fucking Henny
Nicolina
Let's get it

[Chorus]
I got too much Henny in my system
Yeah, the music way too loud, it blew the system
Watch these bitches set you up just like the system
I killed the game [0:23?]
Yeah, your man [0:26? was tryna holla, but I did steal him?]
Yeah, your man [0:26? was tryna holla, but I did steal him?]
I got too much Henny in my system
Yeah, the music way too loud, it blew the system

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I got too much Henny in my system
Ain't no mix or no chase when I'm sipping
In the VIP, I'm lit with all my bitches (it's lit)
In the VIP, I'm lit with all my bitches (it's lit)
I pull up a, hit the beach
If your man ain't got no swag then I can teach him (yeah, I can)
In Miami, live on Sunday with the preacher
We gon' party hard till Monday, fuck the weekend, yeah
[?]
You ain't never see me like that
X-Men blowing on my phone
I'll never scratch these hoes
Might take a girlfriend home