Beno! Lyrics – Playboi Carti
Singer: Playboi Carti
Title: Beno!
Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a Jeep
Can’t **** with these hood hoes no more, they don’t give a **** 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#tch, you better make peace (Yeah)
I’m in this b#tch with my killers (Yeah)
Whole lotta mother****in’ n#gg#s (Yeah)
We got them mother****in’ choppers (Yeah)
I pick you up, n#gg#, I get you (Yeah)
I said I don’t **** with these n#gg#s (Yeah)
We see ’em, we punchin’ them n#gg#s (Yeah)
We upping the score on these n#gg#s (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that n#gg# (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that n#gg# (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that n#gg# (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that n#gg# (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that n#gg# (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#tch (What? Yeah)
Whole lotta cash in this b#tch (Yeah)
Hop on the mother****in’ 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 ****ed 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#tch treat me like a God (Yeah)
Got a main and a side (Yeah, side)
**** 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#tch (Ayy)
She say, “Carti, you back on your ratchet shit” (Ayy)
I rock diamonds, the Patek from Elliante (What?)
Show me something that Carti not better than
If a n#gg# keep talking, we running in (Yeah)
Get that n#gg# 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 **** with these hood hoes no more, they don’t give a **** 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#tch, you better make peace (Yeah)
I’m in this b#tch with my killers (Yeah)
Whole lotta mother****in’ n#gg#s (Yeah)
We got them mother****in’ choppers (Yeah)
I pick you up, n#gg#, I get you (Yeah)
I said I don’t **** with these n#gg#s (Yeah)
We see ’em, we punchin’ them n#gg#s (Yeah)
We upping the score on these n#gg#s (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that n#gg# (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that n#gg# (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that n#gg# (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that n#gg# (Yeah)
Go out the back door on that n#gg# (
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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