Hook Whoop — aye Late night, fuck sleep, I’m cookin that shit (aye) 808 knock make the whole floor split (whoop) Write that fuckin hook then I bounce that bitch Wake up rich off a song I mixed Whoop — aye Turn one beat to a whole ass riot Bass so hard make the landlord quiet Party all night, still buildin my empire Mr Beast with the mic — take it higher Verse 1 Aye — Dark room lit, screen glowin blue Fuck a clock, I don’t stop, I push through Write three hooks while you textin boo Drop that shit — now the numbers grew Whoop — Bitches in the crib say “play that again” Ass on the floor when the bass come in Dicks in they hand when the cameras spin Whole damn party when I press send Aye — I ain’t broke, I’m just buildin the vault Turn one idea to a million fault Fuck a label, I don’t need a consult I cook my shit like a midnight cult Whoop — Talk that shit but I back it up Turn one drop to a packed-ass club Whole crowd jumpin when the bass erupt I don’t chase fame, I stack it up Hook Whoop — aye Late night, fuck sleep, I’m cookin that shit 808 knock make the whole floor split Write that fuckin hook then I bounce that bitch Wake up rich off a song I mixed Whoop — aye Turn one beat to a whole ass riot Bass so hard make the landlord quiet Party all night, still buildin my empire Mr Beast with the mic — take it higher Verse 2 Aye — Big ass vision, I’m thinkin extreme Bedroom studio buildin a dream Fuck a doubt, I don’t care what it seem Turn one clip to a whole damn stream Whoop — Pussies talk but they don’t create I drop heat then I dominate Cunts online still tryna hate But they reload when I innovate Aye — Night shift boss, I don’t clock out Smoke in the air, bass knock loud Fuck around, turn a house to a crowd From a laptop stage to a sold-out sound Whoop — All gas, no brakes, no fear Write that shit then I engineer Party so hard then I disappear Wake up paid next fuckin year
