The Night Is Young

[Verse 1] The sky is purple, I'm running on turbo I got 20 fake bitches that I draw in a circle and stay away from I'm gonna get my makeup in a rich sense, not the pig sense My flow exotic, incense, intense I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hear me on the radio All they do is replay I used to turn it off but now I turn it up I turn it up, I turn it up They call me Dev [Pre-Chorus] I turn it up, I, I, I turn it up I turn it up, I, I, I turn it up Turn it up, I turn it up Turn it up, I turn it up Turn it up, I turn it up Turn it, turn it, turn it up [Chorus] (x8) The day is dead The night, the night is young [Verse 2] I see you chewing on your upper lip Brain fried, come and take a ride on the mothership Do you know who you fucking with? Be the Dean's list, queen bitch Leave your king speechless [?] weakness and it ain't the same Wanna piece of my peach? Press, press play So here we go, spending winters on the beaches By the way, we don't even want to sleep in [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] (x8) [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] (x8)