Beckett - 8Track

My name's Beckett and I'm four

Well, cereal's his favorite food group
Doin' the Heisman with a box of Fruit Loops
Spoon hangin' off his nose just 'cause he can
Bedhead like Edward Scissorhands
Damn proud of that belly button
Ain't suckin' it in for nothin'
Four years old looks like fun to me

When I grow up, I wanna be like Beckett
Eatin' breakfast butt naked
Ain't even tryin' to be famous
Just wonderin' where his airplane is
Don't know if he's rich or poor
Says it's cool that the girl next door
Has skin like chocolate
When I grow up, when I grow up
I wanna be like Beckett

(Where's my airplane?) Yeah, yeah
(I like the fat Fruit Loops), you get it, B
(Where's my, where's my airplane?)
(I like the fat, I like the fat Fruit Loops), yeah

Shakes it when there ain't no music
Takes advantage of the bathtub acoustics
Little Foo Fighter with a shampoo Mohawk
Owns it with no alcohol
Don't know the minute hand from the hour
I see a weed, he sees a flower
Prays like he's on the phone with Jesus

When I grow up, I wanna be just like Beckett
Eatin' breakfast butt naked
Ain't even tryin' to be famous
Just wonderin' where is airplane is
Don't know if he's rich or poor
Says it's cool that the boy next door
Has two dads and three pets
When I grow up, when I grow up
I wanna be like Beckett

(Where's my airplane?) Yeah, yeah
(I like the fat Fruit Loops) wanna be just like you, Beck
(Where's my air, where's my airplane?)
(I like the, I like the fat Fruit Loops), uh, come on, B

(Where's my airplane?)
(I like the fat Fruit Loops) he likes the fat Fruit Loops
(Where's my air, where's my airplane?) Yeah
When I grow up, when I grow up (I like the, I like the fat Fruit Loops)

I wanna be like Beckett
Eatin' breakfast butt naked
Ain't even tryin' to be famous
Just wonderin' where his airplane is
Don't know if he's rich or poor
Says it's cool that the girl next door
Has a dot on her forehead
When I grow up, when I grow up
I wanna be like Beckett

(Where's my airplane?) Yeah, yeah
(I like the fat Fruit Loops) wanna be like you, Beck
(Where's my air, where's my airplane?), uh
(I like the, I like the fat Fruit Loops), you get it, get it, that's right

Uh (where's my airplane?)
(I like the fat Fruit Loops) he likes the fat Fruit Loops
(Where's my air, where's my airplane?)
(I like the, I like the fat Fruit Loops)



Credits
Writer(s): Shane Mcanally, Walker Hayes
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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