Skrillex - Wild for the Night lyrics

[Verse 1] Wake up feeling blessed up, pistol on that dresser Ain't afraid to show it, I'll expose it if I dress up Riding in that Testa...rossa, n***a catch up Sipping on that syrup 'til I'm messed up like yes sir So now I'm getting change, people looking at me strange Like n***a switching lanes, never changed, still the same We f** b**hes, get paper, you f** n***as on papers We walk around with lasers, you prolly own some tasers Lame n***as disgrace us, they girlfriends want date us Got different hoes, I'm pimping hoes, you could tell by my paystubs My n***as gettin' right, smokin' weed with dirty Sprite Going wild for the night, f** being polite [Verse 2] Finna wild out for the weekend, me, myself, and I – my three friends n***a feeling froggy, then leap in, A$AP n***as finna sneak in Middle finger to the critics, me and my n***a Skrillex You know we finna k** it, A$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 feelin' like Pac, boy, party all night, sh** don't stop, boy Drunk as f** and I'm ready to fight Wilding for the night, f** being polite, boy [Hook] Wild for the night, f** being polite I'm going... [Verse 3] It's the weekend and I'm creeping with my n***as Drunk and disrespectful, callin' women b**hes I don't mean no harm but won't you and your friends Meet us in the cut and we can do the business God my witness that I only wanna kick it And your girl just said they with us So we rolling in them Benzes Won't you pour it up and stop the babysitting She got drunk as f** and swallowed all my kids [Verse 4] Back to the Mac, tats on her back, a** so fat, hit that from the back When it clap from the back, she clappin' it back She flat on her back and it's back to the trap f** your pack, A$AP where it's at f** n***a act, get clap lay flat f** your dreams, leave a punk n***a dreamin' Then you sleep, and you won't come back from the nap Benjamin Three-Stack, it's a fact, she lives in my lap On my Outkast, daddy fat, b**hes on my sack And you know them smokin' b**hes rolling reefer got me open Wildin' to the morning with my homies, tell 'em where we going [Hook] Wild for the night, f** being polite I'm going...