Beastmode

[Chorus: PHresher] 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) [Verse 1: PHresher] 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 [Chorus: PHresher] 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) [Verse 2: Joey Bada$$] 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 [Chorus: PHresher] 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) [Verse 3: Fetty] 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 [Chorus: PHresher] 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)