Dirty Tay, Lil Baby, 24Heavy - Beast lyrics

Dominique Armani Jones [4PF] Atlanta. USA.

[Dirty Tay, Lil Baby, 24Heavy - Beast lyrics]

Ayy, Marc, what it do?
What's happenin', Chi-Chi?

I don't talk about what I'm doin'
I just get it done
Yeah, I talk about what I got
I'm just bein' me
Bruh said take the top off the drop
Gotta let it see me, I'm bein' humble, I can
Really be a beast, yeah

Hottest youngin to come out the streets, boy
Don't play with me
You know I got Lil Tay with
Me and the rest of 'em
I went toe-to-toe with the best of 'em
Never went out bad, learned a lesson
Made it this far, it's a blessing
And my watch compliment my necklace
Hey, how you doin'? On to the next one
Flying in the foreign, I done missed the exit
I ain't even trippin', I'm just tryna live
Learned as a kid you get what you give
Gave 'em real talk, now I'm gettin' M's
Bruh said take the top off the drop
Gotta let it see
Me, I'm bein' humble, I can really be a beast

Backend comin' back in, can't change me
Now they sayin' bodies droppin' and
They wanna blame me
I just iced out my Cartiers, see 'em changin'
Tell him to shoot up your
Block on the strength
He go at his top like Bigen
Hop in the 'Vette, do the dash
I got your bitch in the back
I got a stick in the bag
Still runnin' from the narcs
Quarterbackin' wheelies, I can hit my target
Nigga
This ain't no regular Jeep, it's a Trackhawk
I pull up the tires off the asphalt
Hit the block, fishtail like a Nascar
That's why when it's smoke in the air
We declare war

I don't talk about what I'm doin'
I just get it done
Yeah, I talk about what I got
I'm just bein' me
Bruh said take the top off the drop
Gotta let it see
Me, I'm bein' humble, I can really be a beast

Mr wake up, go get me some money
I kicked the door in and got me some more
I'm gettin' this bread, I'm lovin' it though
Gettin' off that pack
I'm beatin' down the door
Heard you talkin' 'bout this and
You talkin' 'bout that
If I'm on the boy mind
Then I'm at the boy neck knock the boy down
Make sure that you stretch him
I know a real killer
You are now on his level
Had to boss up, Baby showed me another level
But I stayed in the trap
'til I got it together
Fell in love with the trap
Got it fast from the bricks
I ain't shoot no shot
I'm shootin' for bricks
Until I'm rich as fuck
I'ma keep hittin' licks
In my Glock I love, I don't trust no bitch
Yeah, real street nigga
I don't fuck with no snitch
Low-key in traffic, every whip got tint
Rings on my hand, like Floyd, they hittin'
So fuck your Hellcat, I'ma get me a Benz
I'm tied in with 24, I'm standin' on ten
The spot's out in Cali, see Spazz rollin' in
I fuck with him him 'cause he let the kid in
I came with my bag and they let me in
I used to be her friend 'til
I fucked her real friend
Shit, I ain't even know
I was tryna get it in

I don't talk about what I'm doin'
I just get it done
Yeah, I talk about what I got
I'm just bein' me
Bruh said take the top off the drop
Gotta let it see
Me, I'm bein' humble, I can really be a beast

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