Beastmode - Phresher, Joey Bada$$, Fetty

Shawty pop that pussy for a real real nigga

You be like I bet she won’t, I bet she will-will nigga

Been in mansions, know the curtains Tommy Hil-Hilfiger

Damn my head so fuckin' big she call it Lil Bill nigga, shit

I just did a song with Eminem, you chewing M&M's

Heavy trap, they like him again, crazy riddlin'

Shotgun, it’s a ten again, I got ten of them

Spice Girls, call off cinnamon, that’s a synonym

All my bitches got that fatty and they all know who they daddy

My team winning check the tally, flyin' low, that’s who the laddy

You’s a ratta-tatta-tally, workin' for the federales

You want beef I call up Patty, that’s my little automatic

If you snitching over there you gon' get stitches over here

Don’t be blockin' like Ibaka, don’t be blockin' like Odell

Hell no we cannot kick it, ain’t no soccer over here

Let me put my heart in like a rocket over here, lil bitch

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

Bucktown boy with the bustdown

Rollie on my wrist, flip a couple million bucks now

Last year I spent a hundred racks on my wardrobe

Gotta stay sharp, this my King Arthur sword flow

Off with they legs, this that off with they head rap

If you roll the dice with me, probably get your head cracked

Keep the toaster on 'em so you never get your bread back

On my Brooklyn bully manners, where I rest my head at

Fuck these niggas talking 'bout I’m lacking them bars?

A nigga got too high, started shooting the stars

Coming for this rap game, practicing my aim

Who got a issue with this view, I could blow your brains, blah

Uh, I’m tryna eat right now

Standout nigga but need a seat right now

Say I can’t bear to find no peace right now

My nigga PHresher, this time unleash the beast right now

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

I got, for that bread I go ape shit

Yeah, banana clip, yellow tape shit

Headed to that bread, I be racing

And I still pour zay with them Hatians

Beasting, fresh up out the precinct

Balling with no defense, that’s when it keep increasing

Food on the table and my dogs keep on eating

Swag to the max nigga, fuck looking decent

Yeah, I said bitch I need everything

I need cash, cars, clothes, and a wedding ring

But I ain’t tryna get married to no bitch though

I’m tryna drive fancy cars and get rich ho

PHresher, holler if you need a shooter (I'm a shooter)

In these streets you gotta know how to maneuver

I’m cashing out, call it Judas

Oh he the plug?

That boy foolish (that boy a fool), gang

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)

For that bread I go beast mode (beast mode)