Yuck - beast Lyrics

Heh
I feel like a beast yea
I feel like a beast yea
You know that we really bout to feast yea
I feel like a beast yea
I feel like a
Aye
I feel like a beast yea
I feel like a beast yea
Huh
Me and all of my guys we bout to eat yea
That bitch is a freak yea
She up in my sheets yea
Huh
I already know she rock that fashion week fit
Huh
I swear that me and that bitch were too legit
Aye
If I wake up without lean I throw a fit (huh)
Every day I wake up yea you know I'm up in the pit
Yea that mosh pit (huh)
We on that boss shit (huh)
I got the sauce drip
Riding' round that Rick Ross shit (heh)
Cuz I'm way too up my pockets way too fat yea
I'm rollin' that pack yea
I'm rollin' that pack yea
Heh
Get right through that day I smoke that thrax yea
Don't know how to act though
Don't know how to act though (huh)
I get too damn lit I smoke these dabs yo (heh)
Only things that's on my mind is get that money
I'm so tired of rainy days let's make it sunny
Aye
Hmh
Aye
Yo (huh)
See me in the cut you better be running
Aye
Chopper on me it cook you like a oven
Yo
My Brodie keep a mop he buss it
I feel like a beast yea
I feel like a beast yea
Huh
Me and all of my guys we bout to eat yea
That bitch is a freak yea
She up in my sheets yea
Huh
I already know she rock that fashion week fit
Huh
I swear that me and that bitch were too legit
Aye
If I wake up without lean I throw a fit (huh)
Every day I wake up yea you know I'm up in the pit
Yea that mosh pit (huh)
We on that boss shit (huh)