Released on August 5, 2011

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[Intro]

Like a circus freak

Hahaha, alright

Where that beat go?

Okay, leggo (Ow!)


[Verse]

Look, gon' make ‘em clap, make 'em do that

And when this nigga rap, they be like, “Who that?”

She in the party super wet, where the pool at?

I got a big head, so my hat adjust to two snaps

Money to the ceilin', tell me where my roof at

Your pants too tight, maybe you just too fat

Just a Cheetoh with Doritos, yeah, I lay 'em like du-rags

Boy, I know why you mad, 'cause my chain stupid

And your girl leanin' all on me

I'ma give her a couple of drinks, and then I put her ass to sleep, haha

Bedtime, if she cums, she a freak

Then you read them headlines that she fuckin' with CB, ha!

What you mean? I'ma ball out

I'm drivin' space ships, I threw my cars out

What I call a garage, you call a house

Live in that hole in the wall, you are a mouse

They be like, "Chris, you killin' it, soprano"

Valet tryna steal my keys, nigga, this ain't no piano

What you mean? I'm the president, give a fuck about a panel

They gon' have to change the channel 'cause this boy too much to handle, yup

Haha, all that bullshit, I ain't hearin' it

'Cause I'm on point like a pyramid

And I'm flushin' you turds, killin' shit

Only hear two words, nigga sick

Yeah, I'm the B-E-S-T-E-S-T

I'm in that Range, you in that low-key

Off that super loud, the car smokin'

But it's Friday, what up, Smokey?

Damn, man, all these cameras are bananas

And the waitress hate me, hope she don't spit in my sandwich, ugh!

Yeah, y'all can't get at me like a mention

Indirectly, y'all respect me 'cause this boy in detention, ah!

But still I walk around too proud

Neighbors mad at me 'cause I fuck too loud

You would think I was police, how I move crowds

V.A.-gina, two up, two down

Team Breezy, yeah, I'm reppin' it

We the shit, boy, so don't step in it

I'm all about my stripes like a veteran

And it's gettin' too late, I need to take my medicine

Okay, okay, let me go

Nigga be shinin', oh, Soul Glow

Boy, look at all these diamonds

And my chain so heavy that my neck be whinin'

Can't see you, all I see is my shades

Girl, got her goody goody, Frankie Lymon

I make her cum like clockwork

What you call that? Perfect timin'

They call me Hercules, just like a slave, she workin' me

Know she off that Bonnie, when she smokin', it got them purple leaves

7-Eleven head, no hands when she slurpin' me

Then she swallowed my sword like a circus freak