[Intro - Male Singer 1 - Carefree] Yeah… You know what? Fuck it. What could go wrong? [Hook - Call and Response] [Male Singer 1]: Fuck it— [Male Singer 2]: Fuck it— [Male Singer 1]: What could go wrong? [Male Singer 2]: Been sayin’ that shit my whole life long. [Duet - Both Male Vocals - Heavy Beat Drop] Fuck it, fuck it, turn that shit up, If we’re gonna crash, then we’re crashing with love. Fuck it, fuck it, one more night, Bad ideas underneath neon lights. [Verse 1 - Male Singer 1 - Smooth Melodic Rap] I hit the snooze button more times than I'd like to admit, Running late and I already feel the quit. Reach for a hit from the morning jay to motivate, Clock says run, but the mind says elevate. The mirror looks tired, sayin' "Chris, lock it in," I hit the double wink, said "I'm back at it again." Feeling like I didn't sleep a single damn wink, Work piling up, so fuck it, no time to think. You can preach all day 'bout the things I gotta fix, But I'm mixing bad habits with a whole new bag of tricks. Carefree, honestly not giving a shit, If life throws a curve, I’m just taking the hit. So don't lecture me on balance, or how I waste my time, I put the whole day on silent just to clear my damn mind. If the world’s burning down, I’m throwing logs on the fire— Fuck it, let it spin, call it preaching to the choir! [Hook - Call and Response] [Male Singer 1]: Fuck it— [Male Singer 2]: Fuck it— [Male Singer 1]: What could go wrong? [Male Singer 2]: Been sayin’ that shit my whole life long. [Duet - Both Male Vocals - Full Energy] Fuck it, fuck it, turn that shit up, If we’re gonna crash, then we’re crashing with love. Fuck it, fuck it, one more night, Bad ideas underneath neon lights. [Verse 2 - Male Singer 2 - Gritty Aggressive Delivery] I got four different demons fighting over the aux, One wants peace, one wants chaos, one just wants shots. One says, “Think about the consequences, man,” I told that motherfucker, “That’s not in the plan.” I’ve made peace with the fact I’m a beautiful mess, Got a PhD in making questionable bets. I could sit in my head till the walls cave in, Or throw on my shoes and go fuck up again. I don’t need a map, I don’t need a sign, I’ve been lost so long I call it knowing the vibe. Got scars on my heart and a grin on my face, If the world wants a race, I’ll be late to the race. Yeah, I’ve fucked up more than I care to admit, But every bad chapter gave me something from it. So here’s to the nights that we probably shouldn’t, And here’s to tomorrow pretending we wouldn’t. [Bridge - Spoken Dialogue & Alternating Vocals] [Male Singer 1]: Maybe we’re stupid… [Male Singer 2]: Probably. [Male Singer 1]: Maybe we’re fucked… [Male Singer 2]: Definitely. [Duet - Both Male Vocals - Building Energy] But we’re still here, So pour another round. If we’re going nowhere, We can still turn it up loud! [Final Hook - Explosive Climax] [Male Singer 1]: Fuck it! [Male Singer 2]: Fuck it! [Both]: What could go wrong?! [Male Singer 1]: Been sayin’ that shit— [Male Singer 2]: My whole life long! [Duet - Both Male Vocals - Maximum Intensity] Fuck it, fuck it, turn that shit up! If we’re gonna crash, then we’re crashing with love! Fuck it, fuck it, one more night! Bad ideas underneath neon lights! [Outro Shouts & Dialogue] [Both]: Fuck it! [Both]: Fuck it! [Both]: What could go wrong?! [Male Singer 1]: You sure this is a good idea? [Male Singer 2]: Absolutely fucking not. [Both]: Fuck it. [Beat Cut - End]
