This piece is a vivid portrayal of the artist's lifestyle and experiences in the music industry. The lyrics primarily revolve around themes of wealth, fame, hedonism, and rivalry. The artist uses his lyrics to express indulgence in luxurious activities such as enjoying expensive alcohol ("Henny") and marijuana ("Reefer"), engaging with attractive women ("ten bad Bs"), and commanding high prices for collaborations ("10K for this feature"). The song also delves into the competitive nature of the rap industry, where money can turn friends into rivals. Despite the seemingly glamorous lifestyle portrayed, there are hints at underlying issues like substance use to cope with pain. Thus, while on the surface it seems to celebrate excesses of fame and fortune, it subtly underscores the darker realities that often accompany success in the music industry.
Henny & Reefer
Lyrics
I've got ten bad Bs in the cut
And we all fucked up off Henny and Reefer
It's 10K for this feature
Still pop your thot like Becky and Keisha (jheeze)
At a hotel, smoked on a L
Now the whole hotel's like Lebanese Shisha
Bad B in Chanel, she wanna kick back but my bruddas on FIFA
Slide, Moonwalk, Billie Jean, limousine
Spliff with a chick from the Phillipines
Listen please, why too raw? That's Biggie dreams
Stripper tease, drop it to the floor then finish me, right?
Right, boy you're a mini me
I could make your chick do Woi like Digga D
No vacay, hit it like I'm Ray J
Make it rain, AJ, bust down with a bit of weed (bit of weed)
I'll be on the ends with a vinyl
I don't got a skeng but my friend got rifles
I don't got a gun but my brother's got one
In the rap game, money and your friends are your rivals
Fuck that, prolly wanna aim for your vitals
Prolly why the trends break net on the virals
Better than me? Pfft, fuckin' please
Brother you are better in denial
Take a breath and then hold it
The great project just got golded
Pay your debt and then solve it
Baby I break the sesh and then roll it, fold it
Drip like Gunna when I spit, my brother
I could hit him with a butter that'd kick, my brudda
Montana, that's French of the rip, my brudda
That's a Cali import in the spliff, my brudda, brudda
To the chest like benchpress, black range with a TV headset
So check check, got money and C.R.e.a.m. Next check
Never get rest but running 'til no breath left
Just ask me, just start me
I was getting drunk at the bar like Barney
My brothers like Lenny and Carl, wrecking the bar
When I shred 'em apart, they like, "Brah you nasty"
Emcee spitter get a 10G figure
Cause the currency and money added, Abu Dhabi
I press these limits and I get these hitters
I got brothers with the rubber going, vroom right past me (jheeze)
All my fellas in Bugatti's and they could get you if you harm me
That's why she goes, "Woof" when I pop smoke
So baby welcome to the party
I've got ten bad Bs in the cut
And we all fucked up off Henny and Reefer
It's 10K for this feature
Still pop your thot like Becky and Keisha (jheeze)
At a hotel, smoked on a L
Now the whole hotel's like Lebanese Shisha
Bad B in Chanel, she wanna kick back but my bruddas on FIFA
Tell 'em I don't need me a stick
I got money from my brothers and my Gs on a lick, like
I be on the streets with your chick
All the women that I'm with, they wanna Gigi Hadid, like
Tell him I could sleep with his bitch
I could fuck her with a rubber then I'll creep through the crib, like
I be on the streets with your chick
All the women that I'm with, they wanna Gigi Hadid
Because I'm a real one (real one)
Protect your word, respect is earned, neglecting her
The whole squad smoke Chron' on the sesh and herb
We left the girl for money to invest in worth
But right now I'm in the cut with the Nate Dogg rap
Living life Vice City, tell 'em Jay Rock's back
In the kitchen whipping chicken like I take off tracks
Gimme loyalty, loyalty like K Dot's back, uh
Fuck life, I feel like love died, the feeling's unraveled
I made Pop Valium to drown out pain
I'm lost without name, the braid is Untitled, I'm K Dot's album
My brother pop off, my brother, I'm top dawg
My brother, I'm what what like I'm K Dot bouncing
My brother locked off, my brother, I cop lots
I'm money trees to bitches, now I break off thousands
I've got ten bad Bs in the cut
And we all fucked up off Henny and Reefer
It's 10K for this feature
Still pop your thot like Becky and Keisha (jheeze)
At a hotel, smoked on a L
Now the whole hotel's like Lebanese Shisha
Bad B in Chanel, she wanna kick back but my bruddas on FIFA
I've got ten bad Bs in the cut
And we all fucked up off Henny and Reefer
It's 10K for this feature
Still pop your thot like Becky and Keisha (jheeze)
At a hotel, smoked on a L
Now the whole hotel's like Lebanese Shisha
Bad B in Chanel, she wanna kick back but my bruddas on FIFA
Writer(s): Blake Turnell, Joshua Andersen
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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