| Put some rozey in my cup |
| And put Scoop on that beat |
| Yeah my posse in the cut |
| And we roll up 4−5 deep |
| We up early in the morning |
| Finna get it while you sleep |
| It’s my time that’s beast mode |
| That’s red bow, that’s Debo |
| That’s MJ with a fade away |
| Debo getting paid today |
| Fuck me you gon' fuck the team |
| Low pimp game never played today |
| Shit highschool ride that tape bouffet |
| Any pics I wave the way |
| Now I go down more aid await |
| Could get a pretty bitch out amazing grace |
| Should I AVH y’all rapper wrong |
| Niggas be know what papi on |
| Raised by niggas with khakis on |
| Alibi sweet acting home |
| In that carlo racid my chaperone |
| Patch hoes like Hasselhoff |
| Up in the morning I’m smashing off |
| Beastmode might smoke till my stash is gone |
| I be goddamned if a nigga ever tried to take my bitch |
| Cause I’mma be goddamned if I gotta drive out and dig a ditch |
| And I be goddamned if one of his homeboys go snitch |
| Cause I’mma be goddamned if I gotta drive out and dig a ditch |
| That’s grind time, that’s beast mode |
| That’s Rambo, that’s Debo, I’m in camo, fleece mode |
| Stop geeking these street clothes |
| Ya’ll fucking them weak hoes, them freak hoes that don’t do shit |
| Take pictures on instagram, act like they doin' shit |
| Niggas install my flow that’s cool I’m that nigga |
| Oh girl got ass with it, shoebox got cash in it |
| My snapback got naps in it, tattoos and black denim |
| Wack niggas can’t rap with us |
| Pac Div on cash girl |
| That’s how we on it no smiling on it |
| No styling on it beast baby |
| I’m growling on it |
| Don’t nobody want it, put a thousand on it |
| Stacks homie |
| I’m laying back and I’m reclining |
| My feet is up their seats is up |
| My throw aways they sweep 'em up |
| Niggas talk alot don’t read enough |
| I got a couple questions that I will ask you |
| How your swag futuristic but your bills past due |
| Boy I’m in grinding gimme mine |
| Zoom a patch like the Emmy 5 |
| Bisniss time, I’m worried about me |
| I’m getting mine, getting lime |
| Whether pimpin hoes or flipping ozies |
| It’s really ain’t no difference homie |
| We all got dreams of coups |
| But please don’t pigeon homie |
| Do Nickleodeon these niggas own me |
| I’m a different breed in a different league |
| In a different speed |
| Guess that’s why your bitch flew we |
| Debo |