You want it now? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I wanna wait
You want a Benz? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I wanna skate
You wanna go? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I wanna skate, I wanna skate, I wanna skate

With the kids jumpin' up and down
Trespassin' on the private ground
Rubble's picked and we leavin' fast
Security come and they chase our ass
On the cranium, see blood and I'm down
When the bloods got me trippin' to a whole new sound
You got the style, we got the wicked
No need to ask myself who is the sickest

You want it now? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I wanna wait
You want a Benz? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I wanna skate
You wanna go? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I wanna skate, I wanna skate, I wanna skate

Stare into my back am I crushing this time
I'm gonna run 'em up hard while they're taking us down
American trip, I'm just here for the fun
Young English boy about to hit it worldwide
When my friends hear the single is it hit or miss
But I don't give a fuck, I don't do it for crits
I do it for me, I don't do it for them
I never wrote a song for the businessmen

I just wanna skate

You want it now? I wanna wait
You want a Benz? I wanna skate
You wanna go? I wanna skate, I wanna skate, I wanna skate
I wanna skate, I wanna skate
I wanna skate, I just wanna skate

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): JORDAN CARDY, MIKE PARVIZI, NOAH BOOTH, SEAN, TIM ARMSTRONG