ฟังเพลงBeno! (Explicit)

Beno! (Explicit) - PLAYBOI CARTI

Lyrics by：Jordan Carter/Jalan Anthony Lowe/Tobias Dekker

Composed by：Jordan Carter/Jalan Anthony Lowe/Tobias Dekker

808 Mafia

Spent a hundred K on my son I bought my sister a Jeep

Can't f**k with these hood h*es no more they don't give a f**k about me

All-black 23 LeBron with the heat

What

23 23

I was just in Miami in the Rolls Royce geeked

What

Yeah Rolls Royce geeked

Lil' Tommy got an FN in the backseat

What

Yeah in the backseat

Red rag red flag b***h you better make peace

Yeah

I'm in this b***h with my killers

Yeah

Whole lotta motherf**kin' n***as

Yeah

We got them motherf**kin' choppers

Yeah

I pick you up n***a I get you

Yeah

I said I don't f**k with these n***as

Yeah

We see 'em we punchin' them n***as

Yeah

We upping the score on these n***as

Yeah

Go out the back door on that n***a

Yeah

Go out the back door on that n***a

Yeah

Go out the back door on that n***a

Yeah

Go out the back door on that n***a

Yeah

Go out the back door on that n***a

Yeah

Go back

You was still posted with my boy yeah my slatt

Okay

Beno he go crazy you know that

What

What

Yeah

Whole lotta bands in this b***h

What

Yeah

Whole lotta cash in this b***h

Yeah

Hop on the motherf**kin' plane

Yeah

I just popped me a G6

Yeah

You know that I love to stay high

Yeah

My shawty just said that she bi

Yeah

She carry that s**t she gon' ride

Yeah

I f**ked her then told her she mine

Yeah

I'm really not with telling lies

Yeah

I really don't hang around guys

Yeah

The streets treat me like a god

Yeah

My b***h treat me like a God

Yeah

Got a main and a side

Yeah side

F**k fame I ride with the fire

Blow out the brain in the ride

Ugh

Blow out the brain in the ride

Yeah

I'm riding 'round town with a ratchet b***h

Ayy

She say "Carti you back on your ratchet s**t"

Ayy

I rock diamonds the Patek from Elliante

What

Show me something that Carti not better than

If a n***a keep talking we running in

Yeah

Get that n***a kicked out like I'm punting it

Yeah

On the block rolling dice and I'm going in

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Spent a hundred K on my son I bought my sister a Jeep

Can't f**k with these hood h*es no more they don't give a f**k about me

All-black 23 LeBron with the heat

What

23 23

I was just in Miami in the Rolls Royce geeked

What

Yeah Rolls Royce geeked

Lil' Tommy got an FN in the backseat

What

Yeah in the backseat

Red rag red flag b***h you better make peace

Yeah

I'm in this b***h with my killers

Yeah

Whole lotta motherf**kin' n***as

Yeah

We got them motherf**kin' choppers

Yeah

I pick you up n***a I get you

Yeah

I said I don't f**k with these n***as

Yeah

We see 'em we punchin' them n***as

Yeah

We upping the score on these n***as

Yeah

Go out the back door on that n***a

Yeah

Go out the back door on that n***a

Yeah

Go out the back door on that n***a

Yeah

Go out the back door on that n***a

Yeah

Go out the back door on that n***a

Yeah

Go back

You was still posted with my boy yeah my slatt

Okay

Beno he go crazy you know that

What

What

Yeah