[Verse 1]
I'm beastin', I be feastin'
It's the weekend, I be freakin'
Pull up to the party, I be stuntin' Maserati
Get yo bitch drunk and she wanna ride me like a holly
50K show, 5K feature
Fucking in yo whip got 3Pac all up in the speaker
And they see me making moves, all they wanna do is hate
They getting' mad when they see a youngin getting cake
Yeah, and there ain't no time to hesitate
Bring yo bitch back to the stage and make her precitipate
Moving weight, getting cake, stacking bread, getting chedda
My flow so hot, my words appear on infrared (On infrared)
[?], on frontpage news
Got these bitches on my bone, because I am the dude
Pop the molly in the club I'm rollin'
I'm so [?], but yo bitches got stolen
Step into the play like Barry Bonds
Back in the day I used to mow lawns (Lawwwns)
Now I'm getting chedda and I'm getting it with ease
Through my eyes I bleed, I stay up in the streets

[Hook]
I don't give a hoot (HOOT)
Cause I'm the beast in the booth (BOOTH)
You cannot stop me (STOP ME)
When I enter beast mode (BEAST MODE)
(x2)
[Verse 2]
What's good, I'm back at it
Stand up like an addict
3Pac is a slap addict
Chedda boy, yeah I stack it
Get the bread, yeah I ain't gon lie
Getting head, I ain't gon lie
Y'all want a piece of my pile
When y'all used to watch me wyle
Killing the game y'all know the name
Fucking hoes like Charlie Sheen
Hella rings got Rolex on my dick
All I do is press code and spit
Kill the track, all in one track
Get in yo bitch so I can stick
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so I can stick
Yeah, yeah, yeah, and then get paid
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's what I make
I don't give a fuck, cause I'm the shit

[Hook]