Beast Mode ft. Rico Santana400 Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

You know what the fuck going on

The Godfather

Yeah, let's go

You niggas ain't fuckin' with me

Don't worry about me, just know I'm a beast

I come from the streets and we carry a piece

Just to keep up with peace, yea yea

Beast mode

Beast mode

Beast mode

Beast mode

These niggas be thinkin' they neat

They thinkin' they dressin' 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

Beast mode

Hold up, wait a minute

Check my swag

I be on that paper bag

We be poppin' all those tags

I known as The Don

Extremely dangerous and I'm armed

Fuck the bill, better ring the alarm

Comin' through, that's a head on charge

Locked and loaded with them bars

I be chillin' with the stars

Gettin' tatted by Phor

Ain't no charge at the door

We only rich cause we was poor

VLong and Dior

Bought my daughter Michael Kors

Throwin' money at strippers

Cause in the morning making more

Bag after bag, grocery store

I'm seein' dead people, money's a morgue

Game time, gotta mark up the board

Hang time, got me runnin' up scores

In the valley of the sun, I'm winnin' in four

I come with the buck so I put on a show

Hold on, yeah

I'ma get me some more

You niggas ain't fuckin' with me

Don't worry about me, just know I'm a beast

I come from the streets and we carry a piece

Just to keep up with peace

Yea Yea

Beast mode

Beast mode

Beast mode

Beast mode

These niggas be thinkin' they neat

They thinkin' they dressin' like me

But not quite the one

Cause nigga I'm so damn elite

I be on, be on

Yea yea

Beast mode

Beast mode

Beast mode

Beast mode

They say Rocky so chill but he really a beast

He gon' fuck up a bag, know that nigga ain't cheap

Yeah that boy always workin', ain't gettin' no sleep

That's probably why he make six figures a week

I heard he be hittin' them hoes by the three

I heard he be keepin' LV on his T and his sneaks

Heard he be hearin' y'all hate from the bleachers

But he in the game gettin' paid with his people

Heard he be fuckin' these bitches then cuttin' them off

So these hoes be sayin' he evil

But he fly as a angel, he always get blessed

I heard he stay high so he don't feel no stress

I heard

Man fuck what you heard, I'm me I'ma tell you the best

First I got lit in my city, then like Travis and Thugga I took it out west

Then I took shit out the country

Before I was makin' real money I still got fresh

And the bad bitches would hit me for sex

Some tried to play me, now they got regrets

Cause them hoes look a mess

Now excuse me while I flex

Iced out diamond Rolex

Pinky ring probably bout ten of yo' checks

You niggas ain't fuckin' with me

Don't worry about me, just know I'm a beast

I come from the streets and we carry a piece

Just to keep up with peace, gang, gang

Beast mode

Beast mode

Beast mode

Beast mode

These niggas be thinkin' they neat

They thinkin' they dressin' like me

But not quite the one, cause nigga I'm so damn elite

I be on, be on

Yea yea

Beast mode

Beast mode

Beast mode