| Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a Jeep
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| Can’t fuck with these hood hoes no more, they don’t give a fuck about me
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| All-black 23, LeBron with the heat (What? 23, 23)
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| I was just in Miami in the Rolls Royce geeked (What? Yeah, Rolls Royce, geeked)
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| Lil' Tommy got an FN in the backseat (What? Yeah, in the backseat)
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| Red rag, red flag, bitch, you better make peace (Yeah)
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| I’m in this bitch with my killers (Yeah)
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| Whole lotta motherfuckin' niggas (Yeah)
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| We got them motherfuckin' choppers (Yeah)
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| I pick you up, nigga, I get you (Yeah)
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| I said I don’t fuck with these niggas (Yeah)
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| We see 'em, we punchin' them niggas (Yeah)
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| We upping the score on these niggas (Yeah)
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| Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
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| Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
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| Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
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| Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
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| Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
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| Go back
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| You was still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt (Okay)
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| Beno, he go crazy, you know that (What? What? Yeah)
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| Whole lotta bands in this bitch (What? Yeah)
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| Whole lotta cash in this bitch (Yeah)
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| Hop on the motherfuckin' plane (Yeah)
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| I just popped me a G6 (Yeah)
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| You know that I love to stay high (Yeah)
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| My shawty just said that she bi (Yeah)
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| She carry that shit, she gon' ride (Yeah)
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| I fucked her then told her she mine (Yeah)
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| I’m really not with telling lies (Yeah)
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| I really don’t hang around guys (Yeah)
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| The streets treat me like a god (Yeah)
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| My bitch treat me like a God (Yeah)
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| Got a main and a side (Yeah, side)
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| Fuck fame, I ride with the fire
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| Blow out the brain in the ride (Ugh)
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| Blow out the brain in the ride (Yeah)
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| I’m riding 'round town with a ratchet bitch (Ayy)
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| She say, «Carti, you back on your ratchet shit» (Ayy)
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| I rock diamonds, the Patek from Elliante (What?)
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| Show me something that Carti not better than
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| If a nigga keep talking, we running in (Yeah)
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| Get that nigga kicked out like I’m punting it (Yeah)
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| On the block rolling dice and I’m going in
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a Jeep
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| Can’t fuck with these hood hoes no more, they don’t give a fuck about me
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| All-black 23, LeBron with the heat (What? 23, 23)
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| I was just in Miami in the Rolls Royce geeked (What? Yeah, Rolls Royce, geeked)
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| Lil' Tommy got an FN in the backseat (What? Yeah, in the backseat)
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| Red rag, red flag, bitch, you better make peace (Yeah)
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| I’m in this bitch with my killers (Yeah)
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| Whole lotta motherfuckin' niggas (Yeah)
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| We got them motherfuckin' choppers (Yeah)
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| I pick you up, nigga, I get you (Yeah)
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| I said I don’t fuck with these niggas (Yeah)
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| We see 'em, we punchin' them niggas (Yeah)
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| We upping the score on these niggas (Yeah)
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| Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
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| Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
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| Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
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| Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
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| Go out the back door on that nigga (Yeah)
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| Go back
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| You was still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt (Okay)
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| Beno, he go crazy, you know that (What? What? Yeah) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beno!, artist - Playboi Carti. Album song Whole Lotta Red, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп