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beasts - tyric lyrics

[intro: tyric]
ya, wow
tytytoonice let em know (woo)
(wow)

(verse 1)
who got juice?
who got sauce? what you do?
who the best with it? i been repping all my colors
blue and gold, n-gga black and white
my tunes are out of this world like satellites
hate when they say a n-gga sounding like…
let me sing though(wa)
why you hate though? (wa)
where the ting tough?

cause you the beasts of the night
low-key in the day, but then you wilding out at night though
cause you the beasts of the night
low-key in the day, but then you wilding out at night though

things you doing in the dark(things you doing in the)
thoughts that creep up and they spark (ya)
maybe leave me venting
maybe i don’t get it
maybe 17 is more than you can handle
maybe you should keep your doggies in a kennel
maybe you should treat em right(woo)
i’m blowing smoke like we on pipe (ya)

(chorus)
cause you the beasts of the night
low-key in the day, but then you wilding out at night though x2
beasts of the night

(verse 2)
call me sir always first, like it’s maiden
not the same, but i’m different so amazing
never knowing when i’m done, hiccup cases
compet-tion lit, but they could never match (what!)
call your chick protea she a beautiful flower and everybody smash
fighting to be the better man (d-mn)
and i’m striking like lightning i wanna k!ll a man(woo)
take precaution of the crouching fakes (wow)
first they need you then they run away (wow)
acting lethal they can’t even spray(hey)

hoping, to be
the one, i know
slowly loosing, all my control
where the beats? probably posting on the gram
people like to see you beg, got them feeling like they django

(chorus)

(verse 3)
yay, yay
move up so they see the roof (so the see the roof)
7 types of teens on the loose (you, you, you)
if my water hot yours is luke (god d-mn)
swear i know my side, where are you?(woo)
you rappers getting old, out of use
you n-ggas take a double l, you think you cool (ll cooljay’s)
people acting kinda ratchet what a tool(what)
its not april so you shouldn’t play the fool
game is chess so you better make your move (move)
3 a.m, so i’m flexing with my dudes (dudes)
high key, high key feelings
i can see the light

(verse 4)
you n-ggas flip and flopping like you slippers on me
double barrel name, so i’m a trigger homie
swear i got the cane like i been pimping
k!lling kong’s, i swear the k!lls colossal
seeing tings, you’d swear i’m in a brothel
crunchy like a taco
talking heavy heavy like i’m lifting condos
i can see your sorrow
got the spice like a charo

- tyric lyrics

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