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Gummy – Brockhampton lyrics

August 3, 2017 by Posted in: Lyrics

Lyrics Brockhampton – Gummy

These niggas take me for granted, what would hap’ if I vanish?
Bet a hunnid they’d panic, my shooters only speak Spanish
Keep my heart with my dogs, keep my car in the yard
I can’t drive it nowhere so I let you niggas take off
Seen the s**t that they drop, that s**t not instantly hot
I give that instant re-bop, that replay value go off
That make my value go up, I keep that bow in my cup
My niggas rolling, got that going with a thousand to bust
That nigga Kevin can’t rap, he too sappy with his s**t
He don’t rep me with his s**t, he on that teenage bullshit
And he ’bout 20 and s**t, when he let go of that s**t
He’ll prolly be a little colder, y’all agree with me s**t?
That nigga need to act his age, he ain’t acting like a grown up
Ain’t that boy from Texas? He ain’t acting like a soldier
Knew that boy in high school, man that nigga wasn’t awkward
And I know his mama, man that nigga just a liar.(gummy)

Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me.

Cash don’t mean s**t
Cried my last tears, b*tch
Cashed my last check
Cash don’t mean s**t
Cash don’t mean s**t
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Cried my last tears, b*tch
Cashed my last check
Cash don’t mean s**t.

Call me king of the niggas, I need a crown made of thorns
God said let there be light, on the day I was born
Step off the ship with the slaves, then I go hit the stage
I just left in a whip, all I need is a chain
I don’t trust no niggas, and I don’t trust no b*tch
‘Cause people talk too much, I bought a black four-fifth
And a brand new clip, that’s my new best friend
‘Cause I’m a brand new nigga, In a brand new crib
I ain’t sellin no more, but got my hand in the zip
Whitey gave me the check, I ain’t ask for the fame
I used to deal with the grams, ’till they put the cam on my face
Now I’m evading the law, I’m on a high-speed chase
I’m in a big a*s truck, I tell ’em get out the way
I gotta couple of warrants, so I’m leaving my state
Now I’m in Cali today, with the sun on my face
I got a bag of the gas, and a blunt I can face.

How I’m gon’ move at your pace, I’m busy settin’ the tone
You think we runnin’ together, I’m in a lane of my own
Don’t got no friends in this game, it’s me and my brothers alone
They thinkin’ that we competing, that s**t depletin’ my bones
I don’t need all that energy, they just f*ck up my chakras
I put my heart in a locker, they love me when I’m a martyr
They hate me when I’m myself, I can’t barter with that
You watch us charter these tracks, it’s sticking like tartar and plaque
I need a parlour of plaques, need lobsters and helicopters
I need peace for my niggas, need darker skin for all my doctors
I like to speak like a scholar, like to think like a nigga
In this world I can’t wander, no honor behind the trigger
I could get shot in my back, and they’d tell the world that I fought ’em
“We ain’t taught ’em nothin’ new, but somehow they been gettin’ smarter”
That’s what they sayin’ in private, speaking from that entitlement
We still workin’ for titles, and makin’ tidal environments.

Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me.

f*ck, put ya ante up, riding in the limousine
I’m stuck on some bud I hit, under concrete canopy
f*ck all this energy, you just wanna bring me down
f*ck all your energy, you just wanna bring me down
f*ck, put the windows up, blowin’ past the exit now
Up like a money shot, swerve into the sunset
Me and all my boys jet, swervin’ like a donut
Off, off, off, off, swervin’ like a donut.(gummy)

Nigga whaaaaaaat
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
Nigga whaaaaaaaat
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
Nigga whaaaat
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
Nigga whaaaaaaaaaaattt.(gummy)

Directed by Kevin Abstract
DP – Ashlan Grey
Edit & Color – Henock Sileshi
Stylist – Nick Lenzini
VFX- Kevin Doan

Filmed in Van Nuys, Los Angeles, California, USA
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