Beast Mode - Radio Edit
You nigga ain't fuck with me
Don't worry bout me
Just know I'm a beast
I come from the streets
And we carry a piece
Just to keep up with peace
Yeah
Yeah
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
These nigga be thinking they neat
Thinking they dressing like me
But not quite the one
Cause nigga I'm so damn elite
I Be on
Be On
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Hold up
Wait a min
Check my
Swag
I be
On that
Paper
Lag
We be
Poppin
All those
Tags
I'm known as The Don
Extremely dangerous and I'm armed
Fuck the bell
Better ring thee alarm
I'm coming thru
That's a head on charge
Locked and loaded with them bars
I be chilling with the stars
Getting tatted by Phor
Ain't no charge at the door
We only rich cause we was poor
V Lone and Diors
Bought my daughter Michael Kors
Throwing money at strippers
Why
Cause in the morning making more
Bag after bag
Grocery store
I'm seeing dead people
Moneys a morgue
Game time
Got to mark up the board
My hang time
Got me running up scores
In the Valley of the Sun
I'm winning in Foe
But I come with them bucks
So I put on a show
Hold on
I'm a get me some more
You nigga ain't fuck with me
Don't worry bout me
Just know I'm a beast
I come from the streets
And we carry a piece
Just to keep up with peace
Yeah
Yeah
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
These nigga be thinking they neat
Thinking they dressing like me
But not quite the one
Cause nigga I'm so damn elite
I Be on
Be On
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Don't worry bout me
Just know I'm a beast
I come from the streets
And we carry a piece
Just to keep up with peace
Yeah
Yeah
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
These nigga be thinking they neat
Thinking they dressing like me
But not quite the one
Cause nigga I'm so damn elite
I Be on
Be On
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Hold up
Wait a min
Check my
Swag
I be
On that
Paper
Lag
We be
Poppin
All those
Tags
I'm known as The Don
Extremely dangerous and I'm armed
Fuck the bell
Better ring thee alarm
I'm coming thru
That's a head on charge
Locked and loaded with them bars
I be chilling with the stars
Getting tatted by Phor
Ain't no charge at the door
We only rich cause we was poor
V Lone and Diors
Bought my daughter Michael Kors
Throwing money at strippers
Why
Cause in the morning making more
Bag after bag
Grocery store
I'm seeing dead people
Moneys a morgue
Game time
Got to mark up the board
My hang time
Got me running up scores
In the Valley of the Sun
I'm winning in Foe
But I come with them bucks
So I put on a show
Hold on
I'm a get me some more
You nigga ain't fuck with me
Don't worry bout me
Just know I'm a beast
I come from the streets
And we carry a piece
Just to keep up with peace
Yeah
Yeah
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
These nigga be thinking they neat
Thinking they dressing like me
But not quite the one
Cause nigga I'm so damn elite
I Be on
Be On
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Beast
Mode
Credits
Writer(s): Roc'king Sewell-cotton
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