Lyrics: Ethan Codylee Graham
Music: Ethan Codylee Graham
Other than hardcore, punk, metal
If you're going to a concert for any other subculture
You should not be moshing
Bitch, are you stuntin' or what? (Stuntin' or what?)
We cranked that bitch to the max and the music still ain't loud enough (Yeah-yeah)
They think that we doin' too much, you pussies ain't turnt up like us (Ayy, ayy)
They think that they lit, but they suck (What they talkin' 'bout?)
Let's show these **** niggas what's up (Yeah)
Open that mother****er up, open that mother****er up (Moshpit, moshpit)
Open that mother****er up, open that mother****er up (Moshpit, moshpit)
They think that we doin' too much, thΠ΅se pussies ain't turnt up like us
ThΠ΅y think that they lit, but they suck
Let's show these **** niggas what's up (Yeah)
Let's show these ****boys how we stunt' (Come on)
Straight edge, but I'm lit like a blunt (Let's go)
Show packed from the back to the front (Oh, wow)
These new niggas make me feel unc', these new niggas make me feel old (Ha, damn)
This new money make me feel young (Okay)
Like presidents, most when they dead, could never **** with Donald Trump (Wah-wah, bitch)
I knew I been like this from the jump, I knew I been like this from the jump (Jump-jump-jump, jump-jump-jump)
I knew I been like this from the jump, I knew I been like this from the jump (Jump-jump-jump, jump-jump-jump)
Stunt crew, either in or you out, same swag, but I take a new route (For life, woo)
My mom said she want a new house, said "Damn can a nigga move out?" haha
Huh, know I gotta shoutout my mama when I get them commas, I'm turnin' you up (Moshpit, moshpit, on God)
Okay, lowkey I feel like Osama, I had a few sons 'fore a nigga blew up (Alright)
No, I don't do all the drama, I'm only about action, bitch, I'm the stunt man
Get the **** out the venue bitch if you ain't jumpin' (Jump, jump, jump)
Don't be no bitch, open that ****in' pit up (Oh, yeah)
Got so many kids, I need a babysitter (Woah)
**** the leather, studs, chains, spikes, zippers
Who rock out like this? Can't name another nigga
Bitch, are you stuntin' or what? (Stuntin' or what?)
We cranked that bitch to the max and the music still ain't loud enough (Yeah-yeah)
They think that we doin' too much, you pussies ain't turnt up like us (Ayy, ayy)
They think that they lit, but they suck (What they talkin' 'bout?)
Let's show these **** niggas what's up (Yeah)
Open that mother****er up, open that mother****er up (Moshpit, moshpit)
Open that mother****er up, open that mother****er up (Moshpit, moshpit)
They think that we doin' too much, these pussies ain't turnt up like us
They think that they lit, but they suck
Let's show these **** niggas what's up (Yeah)
I want to spilt this place down the middle, pick a side, mother****ers
Back more, come on, go back more, mother****ers
I want you to kill everyone over there, I want you to kill everybody over there
Nobody goes until I say