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Beno! Lyrics
Playboi Carti
Beno! Song Lyrics
Beno! by Playboi Carti
(808 Mafia)
[Chorus]
Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a Jeep
Can’t f**k with these hood hoes 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**ch, you better make peace (Yeah)
I’m in this b**ch with my killers (Yeah)
Whole lotta motherf**kin’ niggas (Yeah)
We got them motherf**kin’ choppers (Yeah)
I pick you up, nigga, I get you (Yeah)
I said I don’t f**k with these niggas (Yeah)
We see ’em, we punchin’ them niggas (Yeah)
We upping the score on these niggas (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
Go back
You was still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt (Okay)
Beno, he go crazy, you know that (What? What? Yeah)
[Verse]
Whole lotta bands in this b**ch (What? Yeah)
Whole lotta cash in this b**ch (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 sh*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**ch 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**ch (Ayy)
She say, “Carti, you back on your ratchet sh*t” (Ayy)
I rock diamonds, the Patek from Elliante (What?)
Show me something that Carti not better than
If a nigga keep talking, we running in (Yeah)
Get that nigga kicked out like I’m punting it (Yeah)
On the block rolling dice and I’m going in
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a Jeep
Can’t f**k with these hood hoes 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**ch, you better make peace (Yeah)
I’m in this b**ch with my killers (Yeah)
Whole lotta motherf**kin’ niggas (Yeah)
We got them motherf**kin’ choppers (Yeah)
I pick you up, nigga, I get you (Yeah)
I said I don’t f**k with these niggas (Yeah)
We see ’em, we punchin’ them niggas (Yeah)
We upping the score on these niggas (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
Go back
You was still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt (Okay)
Beno, he go crazy, you know that (What? What? Yeah)
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