Beast Mode ft. P Solja Lyrics

P's thrown in a bag

Get some deep throat from this lass

I be deebo'in these lads

Yeh I go beast mode when I rap

Got some weed rolled in the back

Ain't no cheat codes in the trap

Got these fiends on me for crack

I need to skeet over in fact

Screeve round there Lyca's out

See me man I thrive in droughts

Whole team, we be riding out

If they relocate then we finding out

Oh oh

Write it down

I'm with the boys and we wiling out

The galdem looking at me like she want hard D

Like that prick from Brighton town

Whole team we finessing

Rolling round with my bredrins

Baby said she want Netflix

I'm coming round and you get dick

Most these gal are pessimistic

And I ain't look for the domestics

I'm tryna get some more bread in

I'm making cash on a session

Them P's thrown in a bag

Get some deep throat from this lass

I be deebo'ing these lads

Yeh I go beast mode when I rap

Got some weed rolled in the back

Ain't no cheat codes in the trap

Got these fiends on me for

I need to skeet over in fact

Skeet over and I beat on em

I'm musician like Beethoven

Weed rolling and the peeve flowing

With the Leeds man like P Solja

These olders made me focus

To be a mean colder, fucking beast moder

So don't come around when the beats over

No hand outs for these freeloader

Freeloaders, freeloaders

Used to move work off of cheap voda's

Used to run around, used to run around

Moving cheap work outta cheap motors

Now it's back to the strip

Bitch say she wan' dick

Banging blue like a crip

Me & Billy in the whip (wow wow)

Me & Billy in the motor, stoner

Cross me and it's over

Zona is the ends where I'm close to

You can't go to the ends I go to

Got some Cali, it's mimosa

She's dressed in black with a burner

She's dressed in black with a turner

She's dressed in black with a

Hold up, wait

Get that P thrown in a bag

Turn a model bitch to a slag

Send her airport with a brick

Make her come back with a bag

Range packed back with a bang

I'm like a vamp the way that I dress

Keep my cards close to my chest

You don't know what's coming out next

P's thrown in a bag

Get some deep throat from this lass

I be deebo'ing these lads

Yeh I go Beast Mode when I rap

Got some weed rolled in the back

Ain't no cheat codes in the trap

Got these fiends on me for crack

I need to skeet over in fact