[Chorus]

Who you think you stopping?

This is not me when I’m sober this the Henny talking (Henny!)

Take the black or the white, I got plenty options (many!)

Keep on climbing going up, ‘cause we steady locked in (steady!)

I could put you on to the game, show you how to boss up (what?)

Got a creek all by the crib, you can call me Dawson

Yeah, I got many options

Don’t allow none of that, I don’t like the nonsense

[Verse 1]

That’s some shit you can’t change, you can never leave

Losing money any way kills me mentally

MPK on my lap making melodies

Bad Latina on my lap feeling heavenly

Man we grind up, till the sun up, no we never sleep

The thought of you the early bird is upsetting me

Like a table down in Vegas, I’mma bet on me

You gon’ lose all of your dollars if you step to me

There’s a lesson in here somewhere do you wanna find out?

Sit your ass down on the couch

Bend it over boutta spaz out

Anyone who doubt me where you think they at now?

Sometimes I get mad and I need to lash out (grr)

Milking my whole brand it’s a fucking cash cow

Better leave with all my money, I don’t wanna crap out

But I can’t fucking stop now, I can never tap out

[Chorus]

Who you think you stopping?

This is not me when I’m sober this the Henny talking (Henny!)

Take the black or the white, I got plenty options (many!)

Keep on climbing going up, ‘cause we steady locked in (steady!)

I could put you on to the game, show you how to boss up (what?)

Got a creek all by the crib, you can call me Dawson

Yeah, I got many options

Don’t allow none of that, I don’t like the nonsense

[Verse 2]

I don’t make the rules I just abide them

God had me in mind when he applied them

Any item that I want you know I buy them

Spend my summers in the city and an island

Why do I live rent free up inside them?

I’mma just run up my check like a tight end

Ain’t no money problems with me

I’m 21, looking 15

New year new car what I’m bout

Money deals left and right that’s what I’m about

I locked up my old self and I’ll never let him out

He will try real hard to top me he ain’t ever getting out

Since my mother ran out, I ran up I’m ran down

And now my music stand out, and I know she way down

And I know you need some caution you gon’ need to lay down

Check that I’m clean from waist down, passing up these fake clowns

[Chorus]

Yeah, who you think you stopping?

This is not me when I’m sober this the Henny talking (Henny!)

Take the black or the white, I got plenty options (many!)

Keep on climbing going up, ‘cause we steady locked in (steady!)

I could put you on to the game, show you how to boss up (what?)

Got a creek all by the crib, you can call me Dawson

Yeah, I got many options

Don’t allow none of that, I don’t like the nonsense