Light It Up

By DWHB

On Dog Park

Released on April 16, 2013

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[Chorus: Travis Riddle, Awsten Knight]

Roll up in the club, baby, light it up

Everywhere we go, we stay tight as fuck

Everybody else is mighty sus

Light it up, light it up

Light 'em up, light 'em up, baby, light it up

Man, we're burning up and we might erupt

Everybody else is mighty sus

Light it up, light it up


[Verse 1: Travis Riddle]

Illicit, illest shit, this clique is just killin' it

Quick with the business, bitches, 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 all 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 burning so bright, you need to lighten up

[Chorus: Travis Riddle, Awsten Knight]

Roll up in the club, baby, light it up

Everywhere we go, we stay tight as fuck

Everybody else is mighty sus

Light it up, light it up

Light 'em up, light 'em up, baby, light it up

Man, we're burning up and we might erupt

Everybody else is mighty sus

Light it up, light it up


[Verse 2: Dean Thomasson]

All eyes on me when I'm in the place

Gassed 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 bitch, call me Don Juan

Y'all all squares, I'm looking like an octagon

Your bank account overdrawn, bitch 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

I let her meet my Versace python

That shit 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

[Chorus: Travis Riddle, Awsten Knight]

Roll up in the club, baby, light it up

Everywhere we go, we stay tight as fuck

Everybody else is mighty sus

Light it up, light it up

Light 'em up, light 'em up, baby, light it up

Man, we're burning up and we might erupt

Everybody else is mighty sus

Light it up, light it up


[Verse 3: Andrew Atwood]

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

How 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

No matter how hard you try, you'll never do like I do

'Cause in the race to the bottom, yeah, the winner is you

Self-taught where it matters most

Finding out just how high the ladder goes

[Chorus: Travis Riddle, Awsten Knight]

Roll up in the club, baby, light it up

Everywhere we go, we stay tight as fuck

Everybody else is mighty sus

Light it up, light it up

Light 'em up, light 'em up, baby, light it up

Man, we're burning up and we might erupt

Everybody else is mighty sus

Light it up, light it up