Channel: WATSKY!

Category: Music

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Description: BUY THE NEW WATSKY ALBUM "ALL YOU CAN DO" smarturl.it/Watsky.AYCD GOOGLE PLAY: smarturl.it/AYCD.Google FALL TOUR TICKETS AVAILABLE NOW: georgewatsky.com facebook.com/gwatsky @gwatsky steelwoolentertainment.com Music produced by Anderson .Paak, Mister Carmack and LODEF Co-written by Mikos da Gawd Co-produced and engineered by Nils Montan Mixed by Justin Gerrish Mastered by Joe LaPorta for Sterling Sound Choir: Deja Timan, Paris Timan, Milan Timan, Kamia Timan & Camille Timan/ Piano, harpsichord: Julian Le Director: Jackson Adams jacksonhadams.com Director of Photography: Alan Gwizdowski gwizphoto.com Production Designer: Natalie Groce nataliegroce.com Producer: Bradford Simpson Editor: Joseph Shahood Visual Effects: Alan Gwizdowski Sound Design & Mixing: Michael O'Connor Pyrotechnics: Neil Smith Stunt Coordinator: Ben Hoffman First Assistant Director: Tony Yacenda Casting & Wardrobe Stylist: Jenna Lyng Art Assistant: Britt Keller Makeup: Lindi Taylor Assistant Camera: Ben Molyneux Key Grips: Raul Rivera & Henry Dhoy Gaffer: David Cronin 2nd Unit Gaffer: Andres Murillo Best Boy Electric: Blake Gayton Best Boy Grip: Christopher Wess Swing: Andrew Crighton Grip: Jason Barr Sound Recordist: Cody Skully Medic: David Falicki Production Assistants: Virginia Camarena, Ari Schutz & Miguel Campos Camera Provided by Brainbox Cameras Lamborghini Provided by Lamborghini Club LA Cast Jim Belushi Bo Burnham Chinaka Hodge Julia Misaki LYRICS Chorus Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for? (x2) Verse 1 I'm a phenomenon. And I gotta bring pain in the Octagon When I wanna spit game at a soccermom I get it quicker than the left lane on the Autobahn; Fast— like Ramadan— and I battle young Padawans all the damn day I'm getting nekked and I'm hopping on a wrecking ball so hot I got that mothafucka a la flambé I go to Miley's house. I see that Miley's home. I play Miley's ribcage with my dick like it's a Xylie-phone Yes, that was highly fucked up but my skills are highly honed And if I was highly hyphy I might be more widely known C'est la vie. Better pay my fee They kick it in Seattle in a Patagonia jacket, they get it in the Bay in a plain white tee Hey mami! You a PYT! Wanna see me speak? Then I go (go) go (go) go (go)! Every time I get a beat I know I gotta beat it up, I bend it then I break it then I chop it and I eat it up, And PETA would never approve of the way I've been treating the music, I bleed it, I bruise it, I kick it to the curb and then I'm sipping on my bourbon I be freakin it doing it, keeping it moving I'm picking apart the muscle when I'm thinking about the hustle but I'm nice. Nice! Chorus Verse 2 I'll jump the freeway median, I'm savage Cause my mode is that I'm meaner than the average Like my teacher taught me when I heard the crowd applaud I thought I was an atheist until I realized I'm a God It could hurt a bit when I murder shit in a moment I'll be tying off a tourniquet When I burn em and I hit em in the sternum, I don't even gotta enter but I'm gonna win the tournament That's what I'm all about. Do what I gotta do and never gonna pout And I hope that it woulda been the end of it and i'm out, but they never tend to gimme the benefit of the doubt Ever since I was a little I kid I know that I've been looking for the hot hot spotlight And if you really wonder what I think about the competition, they were not not not tight I been reading my scripture. Every photobomber wanna be in my picture And ya betta bet i'm living every single day like it's the mothafuckin Catalina Wine Mixer Bada bing bada boom, when I walk in I'm the king of the room And I get it locked in like a king in a tomb, when I spit a toxin and they cough on the fumes Cause I'm back in the nick of time and attacking a fickle mind I'm a jackal I'll rip his hide I'ma tackle him, pick a fight, I be Dracula set to bite in the black of the bitter night and I'm out. Poof.