Joey Bada$$, PHresher, Fetty - Beastmode lyrics

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)

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

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)

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

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)

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

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)