Sick Trip

Frost Children

Compositor: Angel Prost / Lulu Prost

Nobody knows I'm a lesbian
Not even you or your next of kin
Only at the party if I'm spinning
I'm bi-coastal, I'm bi-winning

I’ll put you on a sick trip, sick trip
I’ll put you on a sick trip, sick trip

Feel the beat, yeah, breathe it in
The crowd is here, they shuffle in
Who’s the DJ? They’re so sick
Awesome sauce ftw

I’ll put you on a sick trip, sick trip
I’ll put you on a sick trip, sick trip

Who the fuck told me to play alesso?
I don’t do requests
These are my selects
So don’t touch the decks

I’ll put you on a sick trip, sick trip
I’ll put you on a sick trip, sick trip

I don’t bite
I don’t wanna start a fight
I just wanna turn this club to a sci-fi
I spin shit till the people flatline

I don’t even know you
If you want a +2, that’s too bad
My list is full
You can use your venmo if you wanna send more shit my way
And we could let you roll
We could let you roll right in this club
You could watch me simply shred these cdjs
You better watch close, baby see these js
I do tricks

I’ll put you on a sick trip, sick trip
I’ll put you on a sick trip, sick trip

Oh my God, DJ!
Galaxy brain mode
Oh my God, DJ!
Galaxy brain mode
Oh my God, DJ!
Galaxy brain mode
Oh my God, DJ!
Galaxy brain mode
Oh my God, DJ!
Galaxy brain mode
Oh my God, DJ!
Galaxy brain mode
Oh my God, DJ!