mgk recently dropped his record, lost americana, on August 8, and he celebrated in style by hosting a weekend’s worth of performances in his hometown, Cleveland. While in the city, he shot the music video for album track, “tell me whats up,” with his friends, including Mod Sun, and his fans. Rocking Browns jerseys and Guardians caps, he really is showcasing his Cleveland pride.
In the video, Mod Sun can be seen having fun with a fire extinguisher, which he recently revealed to be completely impromptu. He shared on mgk’s Instagram, “That fire extinguisher randomly next to a trash can + somehow still worked was the real star of the day.”
If you are ready to catch mgk’s new songs live, stay tuned for September 8, as the artist noted that tour dates are set to drop that day. Currently, mgk is slated to perform at Vans Warped Tour in Orlando on November 15-16, and the Formula 1 Las Vegas Grand Prix on November 20-22.
Check out the new music below and grab your copy of lost americana here.
“tell me whats up” Lyrics:
Ayy, I’m doin’ this like nobody’s listening
Like I’m just writing for myself, but, uh-um, whatever
I used to ride the Blue line straight from school to work
They robbed me for my Beats by Dre’s on 79th
I was in first grade when I learned how to curse
I got friends that didn’t make it to be twenty-nine
It’s all a simulation anyways
That’s the only way that I could justify these glitches in the system
I took LSD for thirty days, X-rays showed holes in my brain
I lost memories, things are different, I lost contact, sky’s the limit
Even with the ability to havе a fuck, I wouldn’t give it
Everyone’s attеntion span too short to be specific
I made so many songs that when I’m gone, I’m never finished
Codependent when I’m isolated
I’m reminded that the voices I silenced are still coexisting
I watched porn and was mad I did it
Went to church, put extra in the collection plate just for sinning
Yeah, uh, tell me what the fuck’s up
I don’t wanna go out, everybody sucks
Agoraphobic in this house don’t help much
Yeah, uh, tell me what the fuck’s up
I don’t wanna go out (Uh), everybody sucks (Uh)
Agoraphobic in this house don’t help much (Yeah)
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I’m goin’ home to the city
I’m goin’ rogue from the Illuminati theories
About how I’ve been winning
My soul was always prone to new beginnings
They told me, “Pick a genre,” I picked ’em all
And flow with whatever moves me like I’m swimming
But I’m just one of many artists tryna spark a renaissance
Of speaking our thoughts so we can stop pretending
They skipped the body of work because of how I’m dressing
At least my public crucifixion got the message spreading
I was gonna turn the volume down
But then I realized that I like this song more than I like you
I typed a couple pages out that I know I’ll regret sending
So I’ll keep it short, like a haiku, okay
Yeah, uh, tell me what the fuck’s up
I don’t wanna go out, everybody sucks
Agoraphobic in this house don’t help much
(Wake up like) Yeah, uh, tell me what the fuck’s up
I don’t wanna go out (Uh), everybody sucks (Uh)
Agoraphobic in this house don’t help much
It’s been about forty-five seconds since my last cigarette
This the only vice I got right now, being sober sucks
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Yo, I’m so Pisces, all my answers are planetary
I can’t get the word “depression” out my vocabulary
I got Viking blood pumping through my capillaries
So it’s no secret how I defeated all my adversaries
I need a New Year’s resolution like it’s January
I used to drown in a pint of vodka and cranberry
‘Cause underwater, you can’t hear all of the commentary
And my wallet’s lighter from sendin’ my homies commissary
We keep it silent where I’m from, it’s not a lot of sharing
And I’m not in a cell, but all my problems solitary
Therapy came and helped me lift some of this weight I’m bearing
Double-Xs on my neck, express what I hold honorary, gang, gang
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Yeah, uh, tell me what the fuck’s up
I don’t wanna go out, everybody sucks
Agoraphobic in this house don’t help much
(Wake up like) Yeah, uh, tell me what the fuck’s up
I don’t wanna go out (Uh), everybody sucks (Uh)
Agoraphobic in this house don’t help much
If I can make you smile, then would you smile again?
(Uh, tell me what the fuck’s up) Uh, tell me what the fuck’s up
If you can help me laugh, then help me laugh again
(Yeah, uh, tell me what the fuck’s u-up)
Whole album made right here in my living room
Yeah, I still wish we kept that line that’s like
“With the same crew, though, at dinner eatin’ hamachi crudo
My brother Rook don’t eat nothin’ but cheeseburgers”
Haha, if you know, you know, yeah
Day ones
