(Blit)

Wait!

Go

Ayy, Rockstar life, won't stop till I'm satisfied (Yeah)

You moving weird, tell your boys they gotta hide (Blit)

I hate cutting ties, that shit keep me up at night (Yeah)

(You know, you repeat yourself sometimes; Lyn)

(Duh) DJ, this my song, turn it up (Turn it up; Yeah)

Look me in my eyes, ask me how I feel (Yeah)

(Ayy) Catch me in the yard throwin' up (Yuh, yeah)

(Ayy) I heard your new song, what the fuck? Yeah

(Duh) DJ, this my song, turn it up (Turn it up; Yeah)

You tryna be like me but you never will (Turn up the bass)

(Ayy) Catch me in the yard throwin' up (Yeah)

Guess I ran out of people to trust (Y-Yeah)

DJ, this my song, turn it up (Turn it up, yeah; what the fuck?)

Look me in my eyes, ask me how I feel, yeah

Catch me in the yard throwin' up, yeah (afflicted; Nope)

I heard your new song, what the fuck? (Bass is kicking, drums is drumming, beatin' down the block, you can-Turn up the bass)

Fuck how you feel, man, let me turn this around

Fuck how I feel, you can go ahead and let me down

(Ayy) Is this gonna matter five years from now?

(Ayy) Now I know the side effects of burning out (Yeah)

(Duh) Look me in my eyes (Yeah)

I'll lose everyone again, that's part of my life (Yeah)

(Uhh) Well, why try to make it right? (Duh)

Your boys gonna sell out for that chance and you can't change their mi-i—

(Duh; Ayy) DJ, this my song, turn it up (Turn it up; yeah)

Look me in my eyes, ask me how I feel (Yeah)

(Ayy) Catch me in the yard throwin' up (Yeah)

I heard your new song– (Repent, motherfucker)

(Duh) DJ, this my song, turn it up (Turn it up; Yeah)

You tryna be like me but you never will (Turn up the bass)

(Ayy) Catch me in the yard throwin' up (Yeah)

Guess I ran out of people to trust (Y-Yeah)

DJ, this my song, turn it up (Turn it up; Yeah)

(B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-bass, bass)

DJ, this my song, turn it up (Turn it up; Yeah)

(B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-bass, bass)

(Turn up the bass; what the fuck?)

(B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b; One, two, three, hit it!)