Bzrk (Dirty Rice Remix)

BZRK, BZ, BZ, RK BZRK, BZ, BZ, RK BZRK, BZ, BZ, RK BZRK, BZ, BZ, RK Go BZRK Go BZRK Hyped up on adrenaline Feeling 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 BZRK on a daily basis Y'all recognize me? I'm melting faces BZRK, gonna get your heart rate up to the sky Up, up to the sky Up to the sky, up, up to the sky BZRK, gonna get your heart rate up to the sky Up, up to the sky Up to the sky, up, up to the sky BZRK going out of control We on that FF5 going digital gold BZRK, BZ, BZ, RK BZRK, BZ, BZ, RK Go BZRK Go BZRK Go BZRK Go BZRK 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 BZRK, gonna get your heart rate up to the sky Up, up to the sky Up to the sky, up, up to the sky BZRK, gonna get your heart rate up to the sky Up, up to the sky Up to the sky, up, up to the sky BZRK going out of control We on that FF5 going digital gold BZRK, BZ, BZ, RK BZRK, BZ, BZ, RK Go BZRK Go BZRK Go BZRK Go BZRK So authentic, 116 and the fam in the building, homie You know we gotta kill it Keeping it cataclysmic, chaotic Calm and cool and you kidding, come on I know you feel it When the beat drop girls like, No, you didn't That's my song, handle my business God my witness, give it a minute, I promise I'mma wild out When I get that feeling, that feeling of pure adrenaline Spirit filling me up, ain't no telling, homie, when it'll end I know the fire marshal, gonna be coming around to shut this down He entered the building and got his hands up to the ceiling now BZRK, going 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 BZRK going out of control We on that FF5 going digital gold BZRK, BZ, BZ, RK BZRK, BZ, BZ, RK Go BZRK Go BZRK Go BZRK Go BZRK