作曲 : Marlon Fung/Joshua Noel Arce
 作词 : Marlon Fung/Akeem Joseph
Beast coast screaming loud and proud
Gonna answer mother****er that's the heinous crown
Smoking on some OG as I roll around
Better tread away, n1gga, there's some gods in town
Get out of my face see me on the streets better go the other way
N1gga, I ain't tryna talk shit all day
About no gossip or your new wack tape
That gutter shit that gutter shit
Beast coast, n1gga, yeah you know we running things
Drop down when you see the gods in public
I'm high, mother****er, stop talking shit
Stop talking shit before you get bust, nigga, in your ****ing lip
I ain't playing no games
Known to bring sun in the mother****ing rain now
**** what you want I got what you need DMT, THC, n1gga, LSD
Psychedelic renegade never afraid m***y base
Spread her like a page straight off that NYT
NYC young kings living their dreams
The pot steam tap in a higher being I brain feed
Put your faith in me I got the ancient key
The knowledge hieroglyphic columns and this n1gga Kareem Amen
Writing our deems memories of our god past
Blowing hash to bypass these lames with third eye patch
I breathe eternal air I'm the heir
N1gga, why I ask smell the fear yeah
Lyrics tear through their frontier
Bask in the ambience of champions I'm light years ahead of beast hype
Can't compare to these heights
"Cause my entity's Christ
So remember me heavenly when a n1gga take
flight and ascend for eternity
That gutter shit, that gutter shit
Beast coast n1gga yeah you know we running things
Drop down when you see the gods in public
I'm high, mother****er, stop talking shit
Stop talking shit before you get bust, nigga, in your ****ing lip
l ain't playing no games
Known to bring sun in the mother****ing rain
That gutter shit, that gutter shit
Beast coast, n1gga, yeah you know we running things
Drop down when you see the gods in public
I'm high, mother****er, stop talking shit
Stop talking shit before you get bust, nigga, in your ****ing lip
l ain't playing no games
Known to bring sun in the mother****ing rain
By the end of this tape you gon' know we put it down
Gods on deck when we coming through your town
Guided by the light, n1gga, young sun child
N1gga shine bright get away when we're around
I'm from the bush with the hustlers and the killers
But we elevated, n1gga, so we play a little different
Don't push trigger third eye shoot him in his liver
Ain't no mother****ing posse in the game ****ing with us
Oh, Lord, a n1gga going far
****ing new b*****s every week porn star
See us in the streets so you n1ggas go hard
But a n1gga ain't here just to be a ****ing star
I don't give a **** about your new sports car
I don't give a **** about your new wack bars
You b***h ass n1ggas better watch how you talk
When you come up on your mother****ing ever living god
That gutter shit, that gutter shit
Beast coast, n1gga, yeah you know we running things
Drop down when you see the gods in public
I'm high, mother****er, stop talking shit
Stop talking shit before you get bust, nigga, in your ****ing lip
I ain't playing no games
Known to bring sun in the mother****ing rain