Lyrics Baecation - Drego, Beno, Babyface Ray

Baecation

She want Celine, Amiri jeans
Eighty a G, sixty a bean
Strips in my jeans
Fuck a baecation, bitch, we going to Tennessee
I tell my white boy, «You the real MVP» (Man)
What you wanna see?
What you want from me?
This pop Shia LaBeouf and it transform for me
My goons from the jungle get full off the beef (Bitch)
Rule number one, don’t say shit to police
They caught him broad day, fuck it, whack the witness
Rap check ain’t come, so it’s back to business
Rock the Off-White like it’s Akademiks
When the Rollie on, that’s a half a chicken
Auntie said, «When you done, boy, wash them dishes»
I told my white boy pull up in the trenches
I’ma dance on that work, be there in a minute
Watch who you work with, these niggas snitching
Man, don’t tell me that it’s beef, let’s get back to business
We gon' take it over there, it’s just a little distance
We get it for a low price and give a higher ticket
This how you wanna play it?
Decisions, decisions
Brodie got on forty-one, it’s thirty-six to spend it
Rose probably jugged your granny out her fucking pension
Probably had your daddy baked like a fucking biscuit
Let a nigga speak on gang, watch, he come up missing
She want Celine, Amiri jeans
Eighty a G, sixty a bean
Strips in my jeans
Fuck a baecation, bitch, we going to Tennessee
I tell my white boy, «You the real MVP»
Bro dropped a 41, call it Dirk Nowitzski
Got caught up in my text, Monica Lewinsky
I ain’t letting the pill go for nothing less than sixty
Bitches call me four eyes, I got on this Fendi
Man, I’ll send my lil' niggas, yeah, down your chimney
Eddie Paul ass niggas, y’all better not tempt me
100k on the oranges, be there in a jiffy
Yeah, I’m still gon' hit the route even though it’s risky
He still around her nigga even though he iffy
I’ll shoot him in his back like that nigga Ricky
I don’t care if it’s church, I’m taking it with me
I just fuck and get the head, then I’m making the bitch leave
Told that bitch my name is Bobby, I’m serving her Whitney
Love this Glock four-oh, this lil' bitch fit me
Drinking all this damn lean, it’s ruinin' my kidneys
Niggas out this bitch snitching, ain’t never convicting
She want Celine, Amiri jeans
Eighty a G, sixty a bean
Strips in my jeans
Fuck a baecation, bitch, we going to Tennessee
I tell my white boy, «You the real MVP»
What you wanna see?
What you want from me?
This pop Shia LaBeouf and it transform for me
My goons from the jungle get full off the beef
Rule number one, don’t say shit to police
You can really have your way if you wanna risk it (Meech)
Put a thirty up on dog and put it on prescription
Four hundred miles in the city, I can’t short the mission
I’ve been up, I’ve been down, guess it’s more to listen
Tryna pour a brick up and push the Porsche through Texas
Plug hit me with some shit and three times I stretched it
I abused her lil' pussy the three times she let me
We strap our nuts on when times get messy