Henny & Kush
King Lil G Lyrics
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King Lil G, 47 eternal
Know I′m walkin' out 47 deep with a gold AK-47 in this bitch
Yeah
One for the money, two for the Glock
One for the gang, they gon′ shoot at the opps
I wanted to listen to gangster Spanish songs
Puro chalino, chalino, chalino, I told you we bump it a lot
Díganle a toda la bola de haters I told 'em que nunca me van a matar
Made a connect, got on the phone, el proximo día me puse a jalar
Ain′t nothin′ to it, MAC-11, I was ready to do it
I was cooling, I was smoking on Louis
Kept going 'til I maxed out
Bitches on my bed passed out
No tops with they ass out
I need a bag of kush, I need a cup full of Henny
They know what I′m tryna push, the cops is tryna arrest me
I need a bag of kush, yeah, yeah
I need a bag of kush, yeah, yeah
I need a bag of kush, yeah, I need a cup full of Henny, yeah
I need a bag of kush, yeah, I need a cup full of Henny, yeah
I need a bag of kush, yeah, I need a cup full of Henny, yeah
Sucios, rifa, blood comin' out your speaker
Blood coming out your body when I pop that shotty like Pancho Villa
I think I need a two seater with an 1800 Tequila
With Jennifer and Sabrina coming from Costa Rica
We just wanna live lavish, smoke weed and sell out arenas
There′s no price on my freedom, recognize when you see us
Bow down when you see us, I got two hoes, I got three blunts
Driveways with no speed bumps, I'ma give you two reasons
Why bitches give me them threesomes, keep it G, that′s on Jesus
Indicas and sativas, new Benzes and Bimmers
I give a fuck about features, I only fuck with them streeters
Bitches learning my rap songs, I'm moving packs 'til them packs gone
I need a bag of kush, I need a cup full of Henny
They know what I′m tryna push, the cops is tryna arrest me
I need a bag of kush, yeah, yeah
I need a bag of kush, yeah, yeah
I need a bag of kush, I need a cup full of Henny
They know what I′m tryna push, the cops is tryna arrest me
I need a bag of kush, yeah, yeah
I need a bag of kush, yeah, yeah
The song "Henny & Kush" by King Lil G is a rap track that delves deep into the life of a gangster. The song opens with the lyrics "one for the money, two for the Glock, one for the gang, they gon' shoot at the opps" which lets the listener know that the rapper is heavily involved in a gang lifestyle. He then goes on to talk about his affinity for gangster Spanish music, particularly that of Chalino Sanchez, suggesting that he is likely of Mexican descent.
The rapper goes on to talk about his life and how he deals with haters who wish him dead. He raps about making a connect, getting on the phone, and "pusing a jalar" which could be interpreted as either making a drug deal or making a connection with someone in the gang. King Lil G shows that he is well-equipped to handle any situation as he raps "ain't nothing to it, MAC-11, I was ready to do it." He brags about his success with women and drugs, and how he just wants to live lavishly and sell out arenas.
Overall, the song seems to be a celebration of a gangster lifestyle that includes drugs, women, and power. The rapper shows his knowledge and respect for the roots of Spanish language music, and highlights his ability to handle whatever life throws at him.
Line by Line Meaning
One for the money, two for the Glock
I have two things on my mind: making money and being prepared for any threat with my Glock
One for the gang, they gon' shoot at the opps
My gang is ready to attack our enemies
I wanted to listen to gangster Spanish songs
I was in the mood for listening to Mexican gangster music
Lo' músicos came to the spot
The musicians I like showed up at the place I was at
Puro chalino, chalino, chalino, I told you we bump it a lot
We listen to a lot of Chalino Sánchez's music
Díganle a toda la bola de haters I told 'em que nunca me van a matar
Tell all the haters that they will never be able to kill me
Made a connect, got on the phone, el proximo día me puse a jalar
I made a connection, got on the phone, and started hustling on the next day
Ain't nothin' to it, MAC-11, I was ready to do it
I was prepared to use my MAC-11 and take action
I was cooling, I was smoking on Louis
I was relaxing and smoking on high-quality weed
Kept going 'til I maxed out
I kept hustling until I reached my limits
Bitches on my bed passed out
There were women on my bed who had fallen asleep
No tops with they ass out
The women were not wearing tops and their buttocks were exposed
I need a bag of kush, I need a cup full of Henny
I want to smoke some good weed and drink Hennessy
They know what I'm tryna push, the cops is tryna arrest me
The cops are trying to catch me for selling drugs
Sucios, rifa, blood comin' out your speaker
My music is dirty and raw, and it makes your blood boil
Blood coming out your body when I pop that shotty like Pancho Villa
I will make you bleed when I shoot you with my shotgun like Pancho Villa
I think I need a two seater with an 1800 Tequila
I want a sports car and some high-quality tequila
With Jennifer and Sabrina coming from Costa Rica
I will have Jennifer and Sabrina, who are from Costa Rica, with me
We just wanna live lavish, smoke weed and sell out arenas
We want to live like royalty, smoke weed, and fill up concert venues
There's no price on my freedom, recognize when you see us
I value my freedom above all things and you better recognize me when you see me
Bow down when you see us, I got two hoes, I got three blunts
Show respect when you see us, I have two women and three joints
Driveways with no speed bumps, I'ma give you two reasons
There are no obstacles in my way and I'll give you two reasons why
Why bitches give me them threesomes, keep it G, that's on Jesus
I'll tell you why women have threesomes with me, it's because I keep it real and swear on Jesus
Indicas and sativas, new Benzes and Bimmers
I smoke both indica and sativa strains and I drive new luxury cars
I give a fuck about features, I only fuck with them streeters
I don't care about extras, I only associate with real street people
Bitches learning my rap songs, I'm moving packs 'til them packs gone
Women are memorizing my lyrics and I'm selling drugs until I run out of supply
Writer(s): King Lil G
Contributed by Amelia R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@kinglilg
Drop your city HERE👇🏻 thanx for your support
@ironmaide8
Salt Lake City Utah
@MahvyuTV
9LILG FILLMORE 805
@jayc9869
Pomona rasied bumpin in Tacoma w.a
@Tom-nv5vr
Sacramento
@tonetone8556
Las Cruces, NM
@AmericanMade1442
The trumpet made the song more Mexican 💯💯🔥🇲🇽
@nickwayne2767
Seen this on an ad....just here to let u know it WORKED 🔥🔥🔥🔥
@rigomartinez8252
Same here. I'm like "let me check this out."
@montaellis2860
lolll, it did, i' m here for the same thing,