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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
A$AP Rocky
Vocals
Skrillex
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rakim Mayers
Songwriter
Sonny Moore
Songwriter
Mickaël Dalmoro
Songwriter
Denis Lebouvier
Songwriter
Thomas Parent
Songwriter
Nicolas Vadon
Songwriter
J. Pradeyrol
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skrillex
Producer
Birdy Nam Nam
Producer
Lord Flacko
Remix Producer
Hector Delgado
Recording Engineer
Daniel Lynas
Recording Engineer
Para One
Mixing Engineer
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Stuart Innis
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Uh
Wake up feeling blessed up (Uh)
Pistol on that dresser (Uh)
Ain’t afraid to show it, I’ll expose it if I dress up (Yeah)
Riding in that Testa-rossa, **** catch up (Uh)
Sipping on that syrup 'til I’m messed up like, 'Yes sir' (Yeah)
So now I’m getting change, people looking at me strange (Uh)
Like **** switching lanes, never changed, still the same (Uh)
We fuck bitches, get paper, you fuck **** on papers (Uh)
We walk around with lasers, you probably own some tasers
Lame **** disgrace us, they girlfriends want date us
Got different hoes, I’m pimpin' hoes, you could tell by my pay stubs
My **** getting right, smoking weed with dirty sprite
(I'm going wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going)
[Verse 2]
Finna wild out for the weekend
Me, myself, and I my three friends
**** feeling froggy, then leap in
A$AP **** finna sneak in
Middle finger to the critics
Me and my **** Skrillex
You know we finna kill it
A$AP, we the trillest
You don’t really want that Glock, boy
You don’t really wanna feel them shots, boy
You a B boy, I’m a block, boy
I’m a D boy, I’m a hot boy
Six shots got me feeling like Pac, boy
Party all night, shit don’t stop, boy
Drunk as fuck and I’m ready to fight
Wildin' for the night, fuck being polite, boy
[Verse 3]
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going
I'm going wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going
[Verse 4]
It’s the weekend and I’m creepin' with my **** (Uh)
Drunk and disrespectful, calling women bitches (Uh)
I don’t mean no harm but won’t you and your friends's (Yeah)
Meet us in the cut and we give you the business? (Good night)
God my witness that I only wanna kick it (Yeah)
And your girl just said they with it (Yeah)
So we rolling in them Benzes (Uh)
Won’t you pour it up and stop the babysitting? (Uh)
She got drunk as fuck and swallowed all my kids's (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
Back to the Mac, tats on her back (Yeah)
Ass so fat, hit that from the back (Uh)
When it clap from the back, she clapping it back (Uh)
She flat on her back and it’s back to the trap (Yeah)
Fuck your pack, A$AP where it’s at (Yeah)
Fuck **** act, get clap lay flat (Uh)
Fuck your dreams, even fuck **** dream (Uh)
Then you sleep, and you won’t come back from the nap (Yeah)
Benjamin Three-Stack (Woo)
It’s a fact, she lives in my lap (Yeah)
On my Out-Outkast (Yeah)
Daddy fat, bitches on my sack (Uh)
And you know them smokin' bitches rolling reefer got me open
Wilding 'til the mornin' with my homies, tell 'em where we going
[Verse 6]
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going
I'm going wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, I'm going
[Verse 7]
I'm going wild for the night
Written by: Denis Lebouvier, Henry Lee Fredericks, Julien Pradeyrol, Karl Amani Wailoo, Mickaël Dalmoro, Nicolas Vadon, Rakim Mayers, Sonny Moore, Thomas Parent