[Intro – Spoken / Whisper]
(Yo DJ exile, turn that sht the fck up)
Bass so loud, make your mama say “damn”
We don’t play nice, we don’t give a f*ck
Middle fingers up, let the speakers bleed, huh
[Build]
Hands up, hands up, let me see the crowd rage
Body to body, we gon’ burn down the stage
Sweat drip, neck snap, lose your fckin’ mind
This the type of sht that’ll leave you paralyzed
[Drop] (instrumental trap/dubstep drop)
(AH—AH—AHHH!)
BREAK YA NECK—BREAK YA NECK—BREAK YA NECK, BTCH!
Jump, jump, jump, let the floor cave in
GO HARD—TILL THE END, NO FCKIN’ FRIENDS!
[Verse]
I’m that demon in the pit, I’m the one they can’t kill
Every kick, every snare feel sharp like steel
Got your girl on my lap, and her face in my lap
While the bass knock hard, make the whole club clap
I don’t sip, I don’t trip, I just rage on sight
Put a hole in the night, like a motherfckin’ fight
Say you tough? Nah btch, you a fake lil’ clown
We gon’ stomp your whole set, burn the sh*t to the ground!
[Second Build]
Load it, cock it, let the beat spray
Bass hit harder than an AK
Crowd gettin’ bloody in the mosh pit
Btch, this that trap, not no pop sht
[Second Drop] (instrumental festival drop)
(AHHHHH!) (gasping)
KILL THIS SHT—KILL THIS SHT—KILL THIS SHT NOW!
Burn the stage down, bodies in the crowd
We don’t do calm, only violence and sound
This is festival trap, we don’t fuck around