Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bentley Bentayga!, artist - Autumn!.
Date of issue: 10.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bentley Bentayga! |
How many bitches can fit in the whip? |
Probably six, it’s a Bentley Bentayga |
Every Sunday I go missing |
They probably be thinking I’m praying to Satan |
All of my niggas came straight from the bottom |
They came so far out of the basement |
Wick growing wicks, keep a glock in his grip |
I be walking around looking Haitian |
They wanna see me go down in the dirt |
But I can’t and I know that they hate it |
I keep a drake with me, I been a Soulja Boy |
Look at me nigga I made it |
I’m 20 sum with all of this money |
That’s why the eyebrows keep on raising |
I’m 20 sum living life like I’m 30 |
They keep calling me different ages |
Internet keep tryna tell me who better |
Ain’t nothing but some trolls on them pages |
I done went viral on TikTok a couple times |
Streaming check lookin' amazing |
I put a bell in a couple songs |
Just cause I know it’s some niggas that hate it |
Niggas been blowing off my sound for years |
And somehow my spot never been taken |
I heard he said it was over |
So gg, I just went and got me some GG |
Balenciaga but I call it BB |
I’m finna mix that with the CC |
CC on me and it stand for Chanelly |
I’m finna mix that with the fefe |
Double F buddy, that’s Fendi on Fendi |
Got fetti on fetti like PC |
The Bentley a GT, the Porsche is a GT |
Shit even the Nissan a GT |
Who the fuck he think he is? |
Take a Rollie and go buss it down with some VVs |
Try me, leave blood on that money |
That red and green mix like it’s strawberry kiwi |
Remind her of Weezy when he made 500 Degrees |
Now she out her bikini |
Been told you I seen this shit in my future |
Like Gunna this shit was Too Easy |
(Been told you I seen this shit in my future, like Gunna this shit was Too Easy) |
How many bitches can fit in the whip? |
Probably six, it’s a Bentley Bentayga |
Every Sunday I go missing |
They probably be thinking I’m praying to Satan |
All of my niggas came straight from the bottom |
They came so far out of the basement |
Wick growing wicks, keep a glock in his grip |
I be walking around looking Haitian |
They wanna see me go down in the dirt |
But I can’t and I know that they hate it |