Baecation - Drego, Beno, Babyface Ray

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