Chiraq (Beast Mix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Beast, beast, HA!
My money late, it's no explanation
No conversation, just confrontation
They never safe, it's no combination
That chopper handy, your accommodations
I'm beast mode, and my new flow is like C4 and that's abomination
I'm dedicated, I'm levitated, this sh*t I'm smoking, they medicated
Shoot pus*y n*ggas, ya'll never try me
Ya'll mama then would be devastated
Running round with them young n*ggas
Them 30 pistols ain’t registrated
They rob n*ggas and love beef
They sneeking out when they mom sleep
They switching whips and they bustin' licks
And they love the ride to that Chief Keef
I’m back up on to my bullsh*t, fresh up off of that pulpit
Say a prayer for the Naysayers, y'all better know who y'all f*ckin with
Get in line for that summer time cause this summer’s mine, you better recognize
Bad b*tches on big yachts and they do whatever, that’s for the Vine
These hoes be gassing n*ggas, now all of a sudden they talking crazy
n*ggas thugging on Internets until we on they corner like Champ Bailey
Instagramming i dont give a damn when they blocka blam and they can’t save'em
All i heard was “oh Lord, Jesus they still pleading that poor baby"
Illest, you know what, I’m switching the flow
They see the glow when i walk through the door
Money the motive i’m whipping the Lotust
I’m more than unfocused, you know it for sho'
I body whatever
Beast n*gga
Rappers on my plate, now that’s a feast n*gga
That’s a feast n*gga
Rappers on my plate, now that’s a feast n*ggas
Now that’s a feast n*gga, rappers on my plate, now that’s a feast n*gga
Ain’t no games, my new sh*t is on the way
See y'all n*ggas better tighten up cause we ? out a few days away