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I'm on the sesh bitch, I can't see shit
I'm feeling wreckless so let the beat hit
I'm so waved man that I've departed
I'm fucking clarted, don't get me started

Nah, what?
Where's my keys at fam? I don't know where I live
So fucked up man, I think I'm imagining
But I'm certain of one thing though
I'm getting smashed tonight for a sold out show, what?
The way I go about reciting these lyrics
There is not another fucker that can statistically do it you, nah
You see I got them man jumping up to my tracks like a rave
I'm getting paid, thanks to them, I gave myself a raise
I got-, I got-, I got the whole room spinning
The DJ on the decks got the bassline bumping
I'm coming up on something, I see you fuckers jumping
Yell the words into the mic if you're up and buzzing, like me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what? Yeah

Jump, jump, jump up in the mosh pit, uh
Dash your drinks in the air, we can't stop this nah, huh
I wanna see heads banging to this beat
Then bang him in the teeth, nonstop till this track is complete
Let me see crowd moving, what?
I got the bassline juicing, yeah
You can not stop this movement, uh
I'm in the top set cruising, what?

I'm on the sesh bitch, I can't see shit
I'm feeling wreckless so let the beat hit
I'm so waved man that I've departed
I'm fucking clarted, don't get me started