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Drego x Beno - Baecation (Feat. Nuk, Babyface Ray & Bandgang Masoe)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babyface Ray
Babyface Ray
Vocals
Bandgang Masoe
Bandgang Masoe
Vocals
Beno
Beno
Vocals
Drego
Drego
Vocals
Nuk
Nuk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Scarber
Brandon Scarber
Songwriter
Brian Rivers
Brian Rivers
Songwriter
Deandre Pearson
Deandre Pearson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michigan Meech
Michigan Meech
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She wants some lean, AMIRI Jeans
80 a G, 60 a Bean, strips in my jeans
Fuck a baecation, bitch, we goin' to Tennessee
I tell my white boy, "You the real MVP"
(Man)
W-W-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
(They caught him broad day, fuck it, wack the witness)
R-R-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 **** snitchin'
[Verse 2]
Don't tell me that it's beef, let's get back to business
We gon' take it over there, just the logistics
We did it for a low price and give a higher ticket
It's how you wanna play it, decisions, decisions
Bro-Bro-Brodie got on forty one, it's thirty six to spend it
Rose probably jugged your granny out her fuckin' pension
Probably had your daddy baked like a fuckin' biscuit
Let a **** speak on gang, watch, he come up missin'
[Verse 3]
She wants some lean, AMIRI Jeans
80 a G, 60 a Bean, strips in my jeans
Fuck a baecation, bitch, we goin' to Tennessee
I tell my white boy, "You the real MVP"
Bro dropped a forty one, call it "Dirk Nowitzki"
Got caught up in my text, Monica Lewinsky
I ain't lettin'a pill go for nothin' less than sixty
Bitches call me "Four eyes," I got on this Fendi
I'll send my little **** down your chimney
Eddie Paul-ass ****, y'all better not tempt me
Hundred K 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 ****, even though he iffy
I'll shoot him in his back like that **** Ricky
I don't care if it's church, I'm takin' it with me
I just fuckin' get the head, then I'm makin' a bitch leave
[Verse 4]
Tell that bitch my name was Bobby, I'm servin' her Whitney
Love this Glock .40, this lil' bitch fit me
Drinkin' all this damn lean, it's ruinin' my kidneys
**** out this bitch snitchin', ain't never suspect a thing
[Verse 5]
She wants some lean, AMIRI Jeans
80 a G, 60 a Bean, strips in my jeans
Fuck a baecation, bitch, we goin' to Tennessee
I tell my white boy, "You the real MVP"
W-W-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
[Verse 6]
You can really have your way if you wanna risk it
Put a thirty up on dog and put it on prescription
Four hundred miles out the city, I can't short the mission
I been up, I been down, guess it's more to listen
Tryna pour a brick up and push the ports 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
Written by: Drego, Beno, Bandgang Masoe, Babyface Ray, Nuk
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