Hennessey Touchline & Ginger Trill

[Intro: Touchline]
Yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus: Touchline, Ginger Trill]
Gotta say a prayer for my enemies (For my enemies)
Gotta fight all the bad energy
Ride for my niggas til' the ground taste the Hennessey (Taste the Hennessey)
So long (So long), RIP (RIP)
Gotta pour it out in your memory
Gotta say a prayer for my enemies
Ride for my niggas til' the ground taste the Hennessey (Yeah) (Ground taste the Hennessey)

[Verse 1: Ginger Trill]
RIP thе old me, pour out a lil' Hennessеy
Status of a OG
Workin' like there's ten of me
I'm dope to the smoke fiends
Got bars like a felony
Talkin' to my people through the music like it's therapy
I'm a one-of-one, ain't no way you comparin'
He came around actin' like a fan but try airin' me
Say a lil' prayer for the fam and my enemies
Keep your friends close and stay closer to your frenemies
If they don't come alive when I'm winnin' then they dead to me
I vibe a lil' different, feel the shift in the energy
Got the gift of telepathy
The future embedded in my memory
Never tell a soul 'bout what my gods have been tellin' me
Never sell my soul and I ain't buyin' what they sellin' me
It's jealousy, people ain't really who they pretend to be
Rebuking the devil and whatever that he send for me
I gave it all I got and you can have whatever is left of me, I'm ghost (Uh huh)