[Spoken Intro]
Yeah, just give me another one back
Yeah, now I want some shit, huh?
I want some shit, huh?
Yeah

[Transition]
You, you, you
You-you
You-you

[Chorus]
You, got your issues, I got tissues and this Hennessy
Most of my problems drowned in liquor
I can't smoke no weed
I would if I could, but that leaf brew up anxiety
Yeah, you got your issues, I got tissues, and this Hennessy
You got your issues, I got tissues, and this Hennessy
Most of my problems drowned in liquor
I can't smoke no weed
I would if I could, but that leaf brew up anxiety
Yeah, you got your issues, I got tissues, and this Hennessy

[Verse 1]
Came fully sober, writing shit I really dont care about
I might just roll another spliff and take it right to the mouth
I need something salty and some Hennessy, develop my gout
And posted up on the couch, fuck n***as talkin about?
And I'm bored as shit ain't got nothin to do, can't do it sober
If you feelin me lil baby, slide through, you're comin over
Lazy lazy, so baby you're just gonna have to bend it over, but she'll never Can I show you that it ain't no n***a colder?
Still bored when she leave though, delivery no keycode
I might just hit the sto-cos and crack a four loko
Then post up with the bros and maybe run up the 2k
Chef it up like a sous-fle
Jet like blue, they Djibouti
I be in my own zone for real
And I was always on my ass when I blew green teal
But she just want to see me eatin like a happy meal
And so do pops
So I live it like I die
Shout pop from red dot, hollup
[Chorus]
You got your issues I got tissues and this Hennessy
Most of my problems drown in liquor
I can't smoke no weed
I would if i could but that leaf brew up anxiety
Yeah, you got your issues I got tissues and this Hennessy
You got your issues I got tissues and this Hennessy
Most of my problems drown in liquor
I can't smoke no weed
I would if i could but that leaf brew up anxiety
Yeah, you got your issues I got tissues and this Hennessy

[Verse 2]
Put on a fit from yesterday then sashay to the alley way
Takin out the trash
Hit the Battier, fade-away
The weather cool, but I don't got no plans
Know I got a lil lean, but I don't pop no xans
Trans- family and haters, I don't got no fans
Show at south by southwest but don't got no bands
Look: it's all about finesse my G
And bein trapped in the crib, never stressed low-key because
Really I ain't worried about shit
I stir the beef with the curry, Steph Curry assist
Behind the back, flick the wrist, take a shot, you missed
Don't be pissed, because your bitch a hall of famer and I'm training ya sis
I kid, I kid, I kick it at the crib rarely
Live where I live, you should try it I insist I
Stay low-key in the bottom of mix
And be the reason why your bitch scream
YTK cut that shit
[Outro]
Cause I got a little Hennessy for you, baby
Cause I see you got issues
And for that I got tissues
I got Hennessy
Hm?