Awsten Knight of Waterparks - Light It Up lyrics

[Hook] Pull up in the club, man we light it up Everywhere we go, we stay tight as f** Everybody else is mighty sus Light it up, light it up Light em up, light em up Man, we're burning up and we might erupt Everybody else is mighty sus Light it up, light it up [Travis] Illicit, illest sh**, this clique is just k**in' it Quick with the business, b**hes, the point you are missin' it Blissfully ignorant, kissin girls from the internet My mission accomplished, hoping she don't get a cigarette But she lighting one up, taking a puff, closing her eyes, feeling my touch Praying to Basedgod she not in love cause really to me it wasn't that much She get up and leave, don't need no boyfriend, believe After the motions of oceans, no notions were misconceived Stop and take a breath or Your face will turn blue like Walter's meth Your chest will tighten up like it's being compressed You wanna keel over? It seems nobody objects Everything we touch turns to gold like the Midas Touch Everything you touch seems so old like it's bitin' dust But you keep coming and coming like you're spiting us Man we shining so bright, you need to lighten up [Hook] [Dean] All eyes on me when I'm in the place Ga**ed up rappers need to hit the brakes Cause I'm on one and I'm feeling great My presence is a blessing, so appreciate And I'm cooler than the ice you can skate on Plus I'm macking on a b**h, call me Don Juan Y'all all squares, I'm looking like an octagon Your bank account overdrawn, b**h I'm Genghis Khan The reaction when I show up, you'd think I'm an icon I seen your baby moms pulling out the Nikon Now she in my hotel room wearing nylon Let her meet my Versace python This sh** is just my natural environment It's nothing I can control, so don't get violent My shine is so bright, it's ultraviolet So pray your pain away like a Christian Scientist [Hook] [Andrew] Come through, looking clean Looking fresh, style mean Pockets fat, money green I do swag like nobody that you've ever seen I bring the heat. turn a fan on I bring the heat, go ahead and plan on it Maybe later you can start to try to understand All these other rappers just don't cut the mustard, damn But when I cut it, I flip it just like a brick, homie I got variety, I'm a multiple-trick pony Make a beat, write a rap, cook a dinner for two Take a hike, go outside, admire the beautiful view In the race to the bottom, yeah the winner is you No matter how hard you try, you'll never do like I do Self-taught where it matters most Finding out just how high the ladder goes [Hook]