Beasty lyrics

by

Tyga


[Intro]
Whoa Kenny!

[Verse 1]
Hold up, you know it's the logo, say HB
The Glock got no safety, don't push me, I’ll do it
Please do not push me, you think that I'm pus*y?
Got too much to lose, n*gga, don't make me lose it
I can't be trusting no b*tch, is you stupid?
I came with a shooter, he came with a Ruger
I just seen one of my bros on the news
I can't call him no more, he respect why I do it
I'm in the big body Benz with my friends
And it look like we just hit a lick off the jeweler
Look like a dope boy, I hop out a Rolls Royce
They taking my flows like I said they can use it
Dirty Diana, I'm pushing a Phantom
I know that they wanna see me in a Buick
Three different bourbons, we twenty-one deep
You see gang in the shows like they don't know my music
f*ck all the b*tches that fronted on me when I didn't have money
You feeling so stupid
I'm from the trenches where n*ggas get hit up for nothing
You better go get on your bully
n*ggas be acting so tough
You can front if you want
Got some sh*t that could knock down a bully
n*ggas be talking to police
You don't even know me
You only hear what's in the music
[Chorus]
Talking to the feds is a no-no
I can get bread with my eyes closed
Insecure, so she got lipo
VVS's on me, that's a light show
It could get litty like a light show
n*gga I'm litty like a light show
If it's 'bout money, I'ma go-go
f*cked a couple bros, she a ho-ho

[Verse 2]
Too addicted, hard to stop it
Fell in love with Saint Laurent sh*t
Louis luggages and Monclers
Flyest n*ggas out the Bronx yeah
And we come straight out of Highbridge
I swear you don't wanna die, yeah
Don't get caught up in my projects
I don't need no yes men 'round me
Talking about lets get fleet-fleet
Come around tryna get tree-tree
Popping on pills with the bean-bean
Rolling through the hills off the lean-lean
Don't hate me, just love me
Melody, n*gga, she need me
Blowing me kisses through the TV
Look at me now I'm beasty
I'm beasty, I'm beasty, too OD, I'm beasty
n*gga I cut her off easy
Word to my mother, I'm beasty, I'm beasty, I'm beasty
Saint Laurent sweater cost three Gs
f*cking on the bro, just to meet me
Okay you a eater like E-E
[Chorus]
Talking to the feds is a no-no
I can get bread with my eyes closed
Insecure, so she got lipo
VVS's on me, that's a light show
It could get litty like a light show
n*gga I'm litty like a light show
If it's 'bout money, I'ma go-go
f*cked a couple bro, she a hoe-hoe
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