Bye Bye Benny (feat. Bacci)
I don't
I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go home like bye bye Benny
I'm a hot shot, you a knock off, no kidding
I'm a walk off in the bottom of the ninth inning
I don't call shots, but I know that I'm winning
Fuck smart talk, come on girl let's get to making children
She a thot, thot, why she gotta say she Christian
Ra Ra, never let it take me with it
If she hot hot, she can keep me warm for the winter
Inna hot box Pulling up in electric
I'm a top dog I don't gotta be defensive
All that blah blah You ain't let me talk in a minute
Got my rocks off, then I drove off in a Bentley
Ta da, cause I got the magic up in me
I don't eat foie gras, but I treat my liver so shitty
Like a cop car, the way I bring the light through the city
Before I fall off, I'd rather hang myself from the ceiling
No I won't stop
I don't wanna stop now I'ma fortify my stance, till they're all standing around
According to my plans, I'ma buy myself a house
Michael Jordan with the plants, 23 grams of the Loud (of the loud)
And I'm coming with the bounce
Walking real tall So I make my family proud (family proud)
And I gotta call you out, cause you say you're all about it but you're sitting on the couch
All day, all day, hey
On the bench,
If you could've bought it tell me why you paying rent?
I'ma collar pop my shirt and buy a Audemars Piguet
When I make it big, I'ma stay fresh, mouth rinse
(skirrr, skirr, skirrt, skerrr)
Ayy, I'm locked in
Hungry, so today I'm pulling up to Cowfish
Mountains to the west, go the other way to swim
In the middle of it all is the town that I live
And I'm
Driving through it now, bitch
Hit the backside just to see the house with the fountain
Sounding, like I need to get me an accountant
Up all night, cause I never been grounded
No radio, no heat source
Nobody's home
There is nothing in the desert and no man needs nothing
What was that?
In the middle of the desert with the sun and the heat
I'm walking as far as my feet take me
Promise glory and rain won't forsake me
Hungry for a meal but I deny a feast
Challenge has been bold but fortune was foretold
I've been through the tough, still never sold my soul
Been up, down, straight, narrow and on the road
Got scars from the love that always takes its toll
I scrape it till I get it, I can never lose my sight
Hit it then I quit it, same thoughts towards life
You can be the judge whether wrong or right
Some say I'm crazed and others say I'm trite
At the end of the night what matters what's me
My mind on my goals skin peeling off my feet
Seeing a mirage but I know what's beneath
Glory was never attained without some deceit
So I keep walking through the dust and the devils
Walking so long heaven rust two pebbles
Riches are a must in the land of rebels
That's why I walk and I never seem to settle
I don't wanna go home like bye bye Benny
I'm a hot shot, you a knock off, no kidding
I'm a walk off in the bottom of the ninth inning
I don't call shots but I know that I'm winning
I don't wanna go home like bye bye Benny
I'm a hot shot, you a knock off, no kidding
I'm a walk off in the bottom of the ninth inning
I don't call shots but I know that I'm winning
I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go home like bye bye Benny
I'm a hot shot, you a knock off, no kidding
I'm a walk off in the bottom of the ninth inning
I don't call shots, but I know that I'm winning
Fuck smart talk, come on girl let's get to making children
She a thot, thot, why she gotta say she Christian
Ra Ra, never let it take me with it
If she hot hot, she can keep me warm for the winter
Inna hot box Pulling up in electric
I'm a top dog I don't gotta be defensive
All that blah blah You ain't let me talk in a minute
Got my rocks off, then I drove off in a Bentley
Ta da, cause I got the magic up in me
I don't eat foie gras, but I treat my liver so shitty
Like a cop car, the way I bring the light through the city
Before I fall off, I'd rather hang myself from the ceiling
No I won't stop
I don't wanna stop now I'ma fortify my stance, till they're all standing around
According to my plans, I'ma buy myself a house
Michael Jordan with the plants, 23 grams of the Loud (of the loud)
And I'm coming with the bounce
Walking real tall So I make my family proud (family proud)
And I gotta call you out, cause you say you're all about it but you're sitting on the couch
All day, all day, hey
On the bench,
If you could've bought it tell me why you paying rent?
I'ma collar pop my shirt and buy a Audemars Piguet
When I make it big, I'ma stay fresh, mouth rinse
(skirrr, skirr, skirrt, skerrr)
Ayy, I'm locked in
Hungry, so today I'm pulling up to Cowfish
Mountains to the west, go the other way to swim
In the middle of it all is the town that I live
And I'm
Driving through it now, bitch
Hit the backside just to see the house with the fountain
Sounding, like I need to get me an accountant
Up all night, cause I never been grounded
No radio, no heat source
Nobody's home
There is nothing in the desert and no man needs nothing
What was that?
In the middle of the desert with the sun and the heat
I'm walking as far as my feet take me
Promise glory and rain won't forsake me
Hungry for a meal but I deny a feast
Challenge has been bold but fortune was foretold
I've been through the tough, still never sold my soul
Been up, down, straight, narrow and on the road
Got scars from the love that always takes its toll
I scrape it till I get it, I can never lose my sight
Hit it then I quit it, same thoughts towards life
You can be the judge whether wrong or right
Some say I'm crazed and others say I'm trite
At the end of the night what matters what's me
My mind on my goals skin peeling off my feet
Seeing a mirage but I know what's beneath
Glory was never attained without some deceit
So I keep walking through the dust and the devils
Walking so long heaven rust two pebbles
Riches are a must in the land of rebels
That's why I walk and I never seem to settle
I don't wanna go home like bye bye Benny
I'm a hot shot, you a knock off, no kidding
I'm a walk off in the bottom of the ninth inning
I don't call shots but I know that I'm winning
I don't wanna go home like bye bye Benny
I'm a hot shot, you a knock off, no kidding
I'm a walk off in the bottom of the ninth inning
I don't call shots but I know that I'm winning
Credits
Writer(s): Levi Mahaley
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