The Baconator Lil Modi, Big Bucks Wise, SouthOnDaTrack (Ft. Big Bucks Wise & SouthOnDaTrack)
"The Baconator" by Lil Modi, Big Bucks Wise, and SouthOnDaTrack is a #HipHop track released in 2023. The song celebrates indulgence and success, using food as a metaphor for wealth and pleasure. Its catchy beats and playful lyrics reflect a carefree lifestyle, resonating with a youthful audience and contributing to the current rap culture.
[Intro: Big Bucks Wise]
Yeah, Wise here. The moon is going down
That's how this be
Baconator. Crocodiles and alligators
Site A Lineups and Sova Baiters
My mom said no. So I went and ate her
This The Baconator
Yeah. Yeah, yeah…
Gone up high so see you later. This be greasy like The Baconator!
[Verse 1: Lil Modi]
Greasy, stupid, dreams are lucid
Dreams in my mind, love and cupid
I love bacon, bacon is gooded
Shaking like Speed, bacon shooting like a movie
I’m a to be, two ton, pile of meat, bacon by my feet
Munching bacon in my seat, My flow’s so heat
Like the fryer on the bеat, the bacon is sizzling
The cold, I be killing еm’
Playin’ Poker, I’m dealin’ em
Raw meat, it be chilling then
My freezer is holding em’
That’s just how this shit be doing
Go to court so you’ll be suing
Eating bacon I’m so cool, and
Your a fool that’s eating food
That ain’t even good
Bread with butter, knife as a tool
So give it to me, I’ll kill you too!
I’m just joking around
Jump in a Mercedes, let’s go around town
Go to an IHOP, get some bacon and lounge
Just chilling with the coffee and a couple of strips
Served well done, not burnt, that grease be drip
Drip like a Tuxedo, clipping weddings, hit a crit
I’m a Doberman, fetch sticks for a flame, it’s lit’
I mean time goes by, I’m an old man too
I’m a eat some more bacon, I got nothing to lose
I was hoping, ya’ll would stop me, I was choking
Episode, the rating’s are blowing, top of my game
But I’m still not coping, yeah
I was ten for a ten, then ten toes down, floating on my back, inflatable crown, with the bacon in my lap, shitting grease out my ass, hitting trees when I crash, growing peas, grabbing cash, but alas
I was seen, seen, seen, with my clean, clean, clean, ass car, car, car, so I washed it down with a bar of soap, and a tar covered rope, painted in matte black, tinted black, black, black, Carti’s slatt, slatt, slatt, fire chat, chat, chat, that’s fax!
Yeah, I be morbid, I be senseless, thinking of bacon, I brought up the lake and the baking oven and the vampire coven, and a bunch of lunch it’s bacon let’s munch!
Crunch crunch!
And a couple of times when I didn’t have haters
I would toss em’ away, saying see you later
They would always crash back, causing multiple craters
I be trying to move past, with the Baconator!
Baconator! Super saiyan crater! Hole is bigger than a figure who is greater, than Dwayne Johnson, but it’s kind of unable, kind of not stable, a bit underable, shit!
Yeah, Wise here. The moon is going down
That's how this be
Baconator. Crocodiles and alligators
Site A Lineups and Sova Baiters
My mom said no. So I went and ate her
This The Baconator
Yeah. Yeah, yeah…
Gone up high so see you later. This be greasy like The Baconator!
[Verse 1: Lil Modi]
Greasy, stupid, dreams are lucid
Dreams in my mind, love and cupid
I love bacon, bacon is gooded
Shaking like Speed, bacon shooting like a movie
I’m a to be, two ton, pile of meat, bacon by my feet
Munching bacon in my seat, My flow’s so heat
Like the fryer on the bеat, the bacon is sizzling
The cold, I be killing еm’
Playin’ Poker, I’m dealin’ em
Raw meat, it be chilling then
My freezer is holding em’
That’s just how this shit be doing
Go to court so you’ll be suing
Eating bacon I’m so cool, and
Your a fool that’s eating food
That ain’t even good
Bread with butter, knife as a tool
So give it to me, I’ll kill you too!
I’m just joking around
Jump in a Mercedes, let’s go around town
Go to an IHOP, get some bacon and lounge
Just chilling with the coffee and a couple of strips
Served well done, not burnt, that grease be drip
Drip like a Tuxedo, clipping weddings, hit a crit
I’m a Doberman, fetch sticks for a flame, it’s lit’
I mean time goes by, I’m an old man too
I’m a eat some more bacon, I got nothing to lose
I was hoping, ya’ll would stop me, I was choking
Episode, the rating’s are blowing, top of my game
But I’m still not coping, yeah
I was ten for a ten, then ten toes down, floating on my back, inflatable crown, with the bacon in my lap, shitting grease out my ass, hitting trees when I crash, growing peas, grabbing cash, but alas
I was seen, seen, seen, with my clean, clean, clean, ass car, car, car, so I washed it down with a bar of soap, and a tar covered rope, painted in matte black, tinted black, black, black, Carti’s slatt, slatt, slatt, fire chat, chat, chat, that’s fax!
Yeah, I be morbid, I be senseless, thinking of bacon, I brought up the lake and the baking oven and the vampire coven, and a bunch of lunch it’s bacon let’s munch!
Crunch crunch!
And a couple of times when I didn’t have haters
I would toss em’ away, saying see you later
They would always crash back, causing multiple craters
I be trying to move past, with the Baconator!
Baconator! Super saiyan crater! Hole is bigger than a figure who is greater, than Dwayne Johnson, but it’s kind of unable, kind of not stable, a bit underable, shit!
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