Henny & the Bops Lyrics

Okay you want the sauce go try and follow the dots

Never was the poppin kid so how I made it with the jocks

I was in New York magnolia up in my sock

Then I went back to Boston I just seen the Red Sox

If It's not crowded when I get there we gon have to flood the spot

You can bring yo friends I'll bring Henny & the Bops

Blue bills that's comin in the color of the sky

I saw sparks in yo eyes thought we was back in July

Get yo ass up out the crib you too low for my high

I don't need yo snake ass bout to go fuck up the vibe

I can tell if it's real I can see through yo disguise

And that look that you gave me I knew you was down to ride

This a mini message to my younger self

Sometimes I feel like I let you down

I wrote that a while back I'm workin on myself

Cuz it got to where the weed wouldn't drown shit out

I'm still showin up late just without a bell

Start a wild west rodeo go count yo rounds

Got the 66 shooter shootin back at 12

Cuz if I'm about to die I gotta hold my ground