BZRK
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go berserk
Go berserk
Hyped up on adrenaline
Feelin' like a kid again
But then again
It's a win, win, win again
So genuine, oh, so genuine
Pop, pop, pop like a firecracker
Crack that back like a chiropractor
I go berserk on a daily basis
Y'all recognize me?
I'm meltin' faces
BZ-R-K
Gonna get your heart rate
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
BZ-R-K
Gonna get your heart rate
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
B-Z-R-K
Goin' out of control
We are that F-F-5
Goin' digital gold
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Somebody call that fire department
Flames turned up at my apartment
Gotta stop drop
'Cause it's getting' hot
Yeah it's getting' hot
Hot
BZ-R-K
Gonna get your heart rate
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
BZ-R-K
Gonna get your heart rate
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
B-Z-R-K
Goin' out of control
We are that F-F-5
Goin' digital gold
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
So authentic
One sixteen and the fam in the building homie
You know we gotta kill it
Keepin' it cataclysmic, chaotic
Calm and cool, and you kiddin', come on
I know you feel it
When the beat drop
Girls like "No you didn't!"
That's my song
Handle my business
Got my witness
Give it a minute
I promise imma wild out
When I get that feelin'
That feelin' of pure adrenaline
Spirit's fillin' me up
Ain't no tellin' homie when it'll end
I know the fire marshall
Gonna' be comin' around to shut this down
He entered the building
And got his hands up to the ceiling now
B-Z-R-K
Goin' off like
Yeezy on stage
All the 808s
Don't need the heartbreaks
Juiced up on faith
Don't play
Everybody in the building go
B-Z-R-K
Goin' out of control
We are that F-F-5
Goin' digital gold
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go berserk
Go berserk
Hyped up on adrenaline
Feelin' like a kid again
But then again
It's a win, win, win again
So genuine, oh, so genuine
Pop, pop, pop like a firecracker
Crack that back like a chiropractor
I go berserk on a daily basis
Y'all recognize me?
I'm meltin' faces
BZ-R-K
Gonna get your heart rate
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
BZ-R-K
Gonna get your heart rate
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
B-Z-R-K
Goin' out of control
We are that F-F-5
Goin' digital gold
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Somebody call that fire department
Flames turned up at my apartment
Gotta stop drop
'Cause it's getting' hot
Yeah it's getting' hot
Hot
BZ-R-K
Gonna get your heart rate
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
BZ-R-K
Gonna get your heart rate
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
Up to the sky, up-up to the sky
B-Z-R-K
Goin' out of control
We are that F-F-5
Goin' digital gold
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
So authentic
One sixteen and the fam in the building homie
You know we gotta kill it
Keepin' it cataclysmic, chaotic
Calm and cool, and you kiddin', come on
I know you feel it
When the beat drop
Girls like "No you didn't!"
That's my song
Handle my business
Got my witness
Give it a minute
I promise imma wild out
When I get that feelin'
That feelin' of pure adrenaline
Spirit's fillin' me up
Ain't no tellin' homie when it'll end
I know the fire marshall
Gonna' be comin' around to shut this down
He entered the building
And got his hands up to the ceiling now
B-Z-R-K
Goin' off like
Yeezy on stage
All the 808s
Don't need the heartbreaks
Juiced up on faith
Don't play
Everybody in the building go
B-Z-R-K
Goin' out of control
We are that F-F-5
Goin' digital gold
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Go berserk
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Jackson Olds, Riley Friesen, Teddy William Boldt, Solomon Jerome Olds, Derek Richard Mount, Robert Joshua Olds, Nathan Thomas Currin, Kevin Elijah Burgess
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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