Bonnaroo

[Produced by Big KRIT] [Intro: A$AP Ferg] Yeah I had a good year All them music festivals and shit I can't believe MTV crowned me King Bonnaroo Haha, shit was a party on stage, yeah [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] Just got back from Bonnaroo, that shit was amazing Girls crowdsurf to the stage for the booty shaking Express Yourself set the tone, by Diplo Today was blazing so they taking off their shit slow Show them titties, show them titties, me and Marty screaming TJ on the 1 and 2s, he got the party heating My DJ making it far, just hope his daddy see him Jam Master Jay Junior, I know that he can't believe it He could be the next A-Trak, just keep dreaming God got me on a mission, nigga, I'mma keep preaching Lords Never Worry, point blank period We divine and then shine through these dark demons Flying vultures, bra leeches Moment you want some pussy, they act like they can't believe it They got a rap nigga like "well, at least can I see it?" Claiming you got a man, you was outside my trailer just fiending Giving me celibate speeches, I got a hell of a penis Give you that crack pipe, girl, who the hell is your dealer? She laughing now, you acting mad cause I ain't let you beat it I play myself anyway cause you the weakest Now I'm straight off the stage into the tour bus Had enough of these hoes, it's time to get focused I couldn't figure what to write Until I mumbled some words and started on the chorus [Hook: Wynter Gordon] All of my life and all of my days I never thought I would be here, I never thought I would be here All of my life and all of my days I never thought I would be here, and I feel it now, and my bones and my body wanna lift off [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] I spoke to Lauryn last night, man, she still got it She performed Ready Or Not, the whole set was rocking Skrillex brought me out before her set, I did Shabba She said "I watched the whole thing, Ferg, your shit was proper" Damn, Lauryn was watching my show? Plus I came out to Juicy and I fucked that Biggie flow But it was cool cause the crowd caught the words for me And when I did Work, they sung the whole shit for me Coogi down to the socks, then the crowd applaud I'm getting rich so I gotta stop the stage dive Ain't smoked in a minute, but I sorta get a stage high Especially when I'm done and the whole crowd stay live I'm tired as hell, still come out for the encore Looking fatigued, I'm out of breath, I need to run more Then I hit my DJ like "we got one more" And we nod, yeah, then I go for it, like [Hook: Wynter Gordon]