Happy Hour

[Intro: King Hendrick$]
(Rell on the Track)
(Jxckk just want a drink)
My niggas
My niggas turnin' mansions into— ayy
I'm from the bottom, man, this shit like left, right
Do me a favor, play with us and get yourself wet
All I do is sip lean 'cause the check fat
But the check fat, them the correct facts

[Chorus: King Hendrick$]
Yeah, come on, back where I left at
Sold out in one day, I'm on my next batch
Blue jeans by the load, we like Fairfax
Grower send a bunch of mold, you could've kept that
I got rich in the region of the wetbacks
It's like the plug the only one to sеnd the care package
Young nigga scratchin' off in thеm Hellcats
My niggas turnin' mansions into meth labs

[Verse 1: King Hendrick$]
I'm in the trap all day, no cash back
I'm like Mercedes, I could sell a nigga air bags
I put 'em on the Greyhound, I'm on a fast track
I turn a label down for this backpack
The valet never get the keys to the red Benz
I play that nigga like my right and my left hand
I carry two FNs, them my best friends
Quarterback a play, they pay me all Redskins
It's no bet if you only wanna bet ten
It's no bet if you only wanna bet ten
You should've called me back when I was at the Red Inn
Should've called me, I was livin' at the—, nigga
Tellin' DZ we gotta go to AZ
A better number for the oranges like KD
A number high on the board like waist-deep
I'ma stay real, I just gotta stay free

[Chorus: King Hendrick$]
Yeah, come on, back where I left at
Sold out in one day, I'm on my next batch
Blue jeans by the load, we like Fairfax
Grower send a bunch of mold, you could've kept that
I got rich in the city of the wetbacks
It's like the plug the only one to send the care package
Young nigga scratchin' off in them Hellcats
My niggas turnin' mansions into meth labs

[Verse 2: FMB DZ]
I got niggas sellin' H, them fetty blues is set for life
Them green boxes will too, my hustle finally fell through
My hands in all kinds of shit, you know how the grind get
Lately, I been on the road, that's who I spend my time with
I'm a nigga with a route for real, did this shit without a deal
Touch down, move the whole bag, bitch, we outta here
Turn-around after turn-around, yeah, I gotta steal
I'll never double-cross my mans for a dollar bill
Catch me out in Houston, me and Hendo 'bout to crack a seal
You ain't never felt this type of feeling, probably never will
Ain't no point of you gettin' in this car if you ain't tryna kill
My lil' nigga a minor whackin' shit, he think he BabyDrill

[Chorus: King Hendrick$]
Yeah, come on, back where I left at
Sold out in one day, I'm on my next batch
Blue jeans by the load, we like Fairfax
Grower send a bunch of mold, you could've kept that
I got rich in the city of the wetbacks
It's like the plug the only one to send the care package
Young nigga scratchin' off in them Hellcats
My niggas turnin' mansions into meth labs

[Outro]
(Rell on the Track)
(Jxckk just want a drink)