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BROCKHAMPTON – CHICK lyrics

[Intro]
Why you look like that? (he looks crazy as fuck)
He look crazy as hell
But he dress well (oh my God)
Why his face look puff?
Why he look like that? (you look like a)
Why your hair like that? (like a chipmunk or something)
Why your teeth like that? (or like a prairie dog)
Why your cheeks like that?

[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
I got this shitty moustache, and a new haircut
Short but tall enough to ride every ride so it’s fair enough
Teeth crooked but my breath fresh just like the evergreens
My attitude is bit like, a psys- fuck!
You mean a psychopath
I bet the marble feel good on your bare foot
I’m in the backyard hiding out like I’m Bigfoot
And I won’t cater to you
Yeah I am not Carrabba’s, and I ain’t taking orders
Here for the loot, and to inspire some of you
To do what you do despite all the “fuck you’s”
Cause they shit on your shit, stab you right in the back
‘Til you’re shittin’ on the toilet with Grammys in your lap

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
Niggas talk a lot of shit, in a safe place
Aiming with they keyboard, they shootin’ uppercase
I’m booking tour dates, money in the suitcase
Commander and the chief like, Barack Hussein
Same nigga, two names, I am onto new things
Flying out of Houston, lemme say a few things
I don’t give a fuck about you or your screen name
I’ma be a star even if I say the same things
Cause them same things keep me on the wavelengths
I dropped another verse, so you gon’ have to pay me
Glock with no safety, seen niggas on the pavement
Over gang affiliations, guns with extensions
Seeing niggas get anxious, all these internet gangstas
I’m running outta patience, nigga, stick to your day shift
And watch what you’re saying, and please keep praying
Cause niggas talk big ’til that price on their head

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
I feel these voices always drown out all the noise in the room
They don’t employ you for your purpose, they just need a platoon
Another number in a line ready to march into tombs
I ain’t the one to assume, I put the coon in tycoon
We colonizing the moon, I see you look to the sky
And start to wish it was you, sometimes I wish I was me
Sometimes I’m watching my life
I’m dissociated from what eats my heart up at night
Sleep on a cloud of my strife
I ain’t afraid of the heights, they all afraid to appall
I’m just afraid of excitement being a trip to the mall
I need a summer to fall, I need a winter to spring
Got all these seasons within me, building a story to sing
Don’t need a dollar to dream, I need a billion in facts
I need a trillion in wealth, y’all niggas need to relax
I wanna build up the culture, they wanna dream in the trap
I took the zoom off my lens, and I saw the world in my lap

[Outro: Kevin Abstract]
I’m not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
I’m not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
I’m not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
I’m not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
I’m not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
I’m not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
I’m not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
I’m not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
Keep the sand in the

BROCKHAMPTON – CINEMA 1 lyrics

[Skit: Robert Ontenient]
Me la pasé mejor que nunca aquí, a pesar de que cometí algunos errores
Pólvora y accidentes
La navidad nunca es el mejor momento para mí
¡Ah Dios, cómo extraño a mi familia!
Haces algo y me fijo en los aviones que sobrevuelan mi casa
Enciendo un cigarillo y miro al suelo
Manteniendo mi cabeza baja por los próximos días
Con mis zapatos atados
Pero bueno
Casi terminamos muchachos, casi terminamos

BROCKHAMPTON – CINEMA 2 lyrics

[Spoken: Robert Ontenient]
No quiero beber agua hoy
No quiero caminar por el vecindario y ver cuán perfecto es el mundo
No quiero hablar con nadie
Solo quiero pararme enfrente de mi casa y ver como se hunde en mis llamas
Ojalá pudiera pedirle a mis amigos que se salgan afuera
Ojalá pudiera haberlos salvado, uno por uno
Pero todo se ha ido
Me pregunto a menudamente si yo seré el proximo
Summer, lo siento

BROCKHAMPTON – CINEMA 3 lyrics

[Spoken: Robert Ontenient]
Padre Celestial
Soy tu humilde servidor
Te presento mi necesidad de esperanza
Hay momentos en que me siento impotente
Hay momentos en que me siento débil
Rezo por esperanza
Necesito esperanza para un futuro mejor
Necesito esperanza para una vida mejor
Necesito esperanza para amor y amabilidad
Algunos dicen que el cielo se hace más oscuro justo antes de la luz
Rezo que esto sea cierto
Ya que todo parece oscuro
Necesito tu luz, señor, en cada sentido
Rezo para ser llenado con tu luz de cabeza a pies
Para disfrutar de tu gloria y saber que todo está bien en el mundo
Como has planeado, y como quieres que sea
Ayúdame a caminar en tu luz, y vivir mi vida en fe y gloria
En tu nombre rezo
Amén

BROCKHAMPTON – ENCINO lyrics

[Intro: Henock Sileshi & Ameer Vann]
Ha ha! Yo, that last one was amazing, them boys is hot!
God damn, yes they was
Let me just formally thank y’all before we bring out the last guests of the evening. (Thank you.)
We just wanna say thank you, (Thank you, thank you.)
For coming out to the 16th annual “His Or Hers Potluck”!
16 … It’s been 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 16! (It’s been 16 years?)
God damn! (16 years, motherfucker)
And Jessica, let me tell you something about them yams, baby girl
You leave that Tupperware around here
I’m gonna have to put my dick in it and impregnate your yams
Cause I’m going to fuck them yams up, baby girl. (Woo, hoo hoo!)
Sweet ass yams, (God damn!)
Jesus Christ, God damn
Let me… Okay
Well, the last headlining group of the night, they go by the name of “BROCK…” (“BROCKHAMPTON”.) “BROCKHAMPTON”, yes
These boys is coming straight out of southeast Texas. (South Texas, yeah.)
Hotter than chicken grease (Woo!)
These motherfuckers, I’m going to say the name 1, 2, 3 times, (Yeah, let the…)
BROCKHAMPTON, BROCKHAMPTON, BROCKHAMPTON (Let the names off they cause, listen because…)
The thing is about BROCKHAMPTON, is that it’s a group
But it’s a bunch of niggas in there. (It’s they, it’s they.)
It’s a bunch of lil’ niggas in there
So go up on the names, my man
Okay, let me tell you, It’s uh… Kevin Abstract… (Kevin Abstract, yup.)
Joba. (Yup.)
Matt Champion (Yup.)
Ameer Vann (Okay.)
Merlyn Wood (Okay…)
Dom McLennon… (Dom McLennon, okay.)
And my personal favorite. (Who’s that?)
Rodney Smoothback Tenor (Ooh, Rodney smooth as hell, let me tell y’all!)
God damn
Rodney smoother than some motherfucking butter on some toast, let me tell ya’ll, baby girl
Also, wait, there’s one more on the card!
Okay, we got, we got this boy… uh… ah… Bearface. (Bearface, yeah.)
Bearface, yes, that’s his name
I don’t think he’s from around here
He sounded like he was from Scotland
One of them niggas from the last Highlander movie
S… where the fuck is Scotland?
I don’t know man
What the fuck is a Scotland? (It’s somewhere near Greenland.)
Or Iceland
He… Yeah, he, he not from here y’all, he, he from the, ah… the eh, the, not the America. (Mm hmm.)
The other parts

BROCKHAMPTON – FIGHT lyrics

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
My male role models drug dealers and thugs
My father learned how to solve problems with guns
And when I grew up I learned what racism was
And what teaching it does, and like my teachers would say
“Little black boys have a place in the world
Like hanging from trees.”
Or dead in the street, like I seen on TV
All them boys they killed, they looked just like me
Not like Brandon or Chandler, but Malik and Kareem
I was born with a target, and it stuck to my skin
And I learned in social studies, I was one of them men
Who were locked in the chains, but not locked in the pen
But I’m bigger than that, I’m the beginning and end

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
I’m the sun and the moon
I’m the light and the dark, I am life in the tomb
I’m the pharaoh and slave, gentrifying my spirit
It’s like a knife in the womb, refuse to act like a parrot
Or to dance like a monkey, see your stance is apparent
That’s why I’m here for the money, don’t care to cater to merit
Y’all fetishizing my spirit, I see your culture’s dependent
On what you didn’t inherit, won’t let my world be attempted
I’m staying distant

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract, Merlyn Wood]
Who gonna be the reason why I get high?
Who gonna be the reason why I turn over?
Who gonna be the gunner that I don’t trust?
Who gonna be the gunner that get they ass whooped?
Who gonna be the reason why I get high?
Who gonna be the reason why I turn over?
Who gonna be the gunner that I don’t trust?
Who gonna be the gunner that get they ass whooped?
Who gonna be the reason why I get high? (Bloodsucka!)
Who gonna be the reason why I turn over? (Bloodsucka!)
Who gonna be the gunner that I don’t trust? (Bloodsucka!)
Who gonna be the gunner that get they ass whooped? (Bloodsucka!)
Who gonna be the reason why I get high? (Bloodsucka!)
Who gonna be the reason why I turn over? (Bloodsucka!)
Who gonna be the gunner that I don’t trust? (Bloodsucka!)
Who gonna be the gunner that get they ass whooped? (Bloodsucka!)

[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]
Bum, bum, beat ’em, I would never wanna be ’em
If I catch ’em slipping, they gon’ have to meet the eagle
Bum, bum, beat ’em, treat these niggas how I see ’em
I don’t need you either, send you right back where I seen ya
Bum, bum, beat ’em, I would never wanna be ’em
If I catch ’em slipping, they gon’ have to meet the eagle
Bum, bum, beat ’em, treat these niggas how I see ’em
I don’t need you either, send you right back where I seen ya

[Outro: Ameer Vann & Merlyn Wood]
In the game, in the game, in the game, in the game (bloodsucka!)
In the game, in the game, in the game, in the game (bloodsucka!)
Running thangs, running, run, running, run, running thangs (bloodsucka!)
Running thangs, running, run, running, run, running thangs
In the game, in the game, in the game, in the, in the
In the game, in the game, in the game, running thangs
Running thangs, running, run, running, run, running, run
Running thangs, running, run, running, run, running thangs

BROCKHAMPTON – FLIP MO lyrics

[Hook: Merlyn Wood]
Flip, flip mo nigga
Flip, flip phone
Flip, flip mo nigga
Flip, flip phone

[Verse 1: Merlyn Wood]
I just dropped out
I got my liberty
Acting like hot celebrity
Actually, I’m a rapper
Please…
You a dropout?
No food in your mouth now
No weed in your mouth now
And no you in your mom’s house
(That don’t sound so bad now)
Cause you ain’t got no bed now
And all them niggas you banked on
Is backing out like a ringtone that’s
Pop, lock and dropping
So I had to take that
Pot and ziploc it

[Hook: Merlyn Wood]
Flip, flip mo nigga
Flip, flip phone
Flip, flip mo nigga
Flip, flip phone

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
I’m smoking blunts with Barack
Money inside of a sock
Stage diver holding my cock
You busy holding the block
And I’ve been refining my vision
You make the decision
We flexing in public, you love it
It’s bullshit around me
I’m living above it
We too busy getting these buckets, nigga
Higher than the summit for the nuggets, nigga
Work on the canvas like Samo
I’m off the chain like I’m Django
Never been one for the labels
What do you bring to the table?
Nigga, stop speaking in fables
I’m a young misfit looking for the quick flip
Left hook take you out of this district
Watch a nigga’s soul leave his existence
Hit a lick then I hop on my nimbus
Vicious

[Outro: Merlyn Wood]
Flip, flip mo nigga

BROCKHAMPTON – MICHIGAN lyrics

[Intro: Kevin Abstract]
Dun-dun-dun-dun
Dun-dun, dun-dun

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Let ’em in, kill ’em then
They proud of all my fuckin’ friends, missing me
I think I fell in love again in Michigan
(And the whip right there and it’s parked outside)
Let ’em in, kill ’em then
They proud of all my fuckin’ friends, missing me
I think I fell in love again in Michigan
(And the whip right there and it’s parked outside)

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Let us stay for more pain
Let us stay for more rain
Let us stay for more brain
Let us stay for more brain
Let us stay for more days
Let us stay for more pain
Let us pray for more rain
Let us pray for more rain

[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]
But who really knows, yeah? (let us stay for more pain)
But who really knows? (let us stay for more pain)

[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract + Ameer Vann]
Wild child
Been alone for a while now
If you gotta turn it down, down
Wild child
Been alone for a while now
If you gotta turn it down, down
(And the whip right there and it’s parked outside)

[Break: Kevin Abstract]
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

[Outro: Kevin Abstract]
I get, I get, I get
Let us stay for more brain
And I get, I get, I get
Let us pray for more rain
Let us stay for more pain
Let us stay for more brain
Let us stay for more rain
(I been waiting for you)
Let us stay for more days
Let us stay for more pain
Let us pray for more rain
(I’m always lookin’ for you)

BROCKHAMPTON – GAMBA lyrics

[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]
I don’t know why I wanna fuck with you
But all I know is that I really fuck with you
Really wish you didn’t like to fuck with me
Wish you took that energy and trusted me
I get so exhausted when you fuss with me
Cause all the time could be spent in love with me
I know I need it and you deserve it
You like to size me up and see if it’s all worth it
I don’t know where it is now but I’m searchin’
I think you want what I don’t ever want: be perfect
Cause I ain’t perfect, I just wanna be good to you
I would take my heart right out the hood for you
Wanna do the things I know I should for you
Standing by myself until I stood for you
If I knew this love, I woulda looked for you
But I’m glad you found me, I’m glad you found me

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip fall
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip fall
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip fall
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip
What you gonna do when you older?
What you gonna do when you grow?

[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
Split the diamond with us
Fuck taking the bus
I want a whip to call my own and a home to call my own
All 14-15 of my niggas
To figure, oooh, that’s a step-back
Oooh, my nigga, that’s a step-back
If I had to choose, I would not choose you
If I had to stop, I would turn around and choose glue
If I had to hit the breaks, I’ma stop right
If I had to choose, I’ma not choose you
If I had to turn around, I’ma turn into some glue
If I had to hit the breaks, I’ma stop right here, yeah

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip, fall
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip, fall
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip, fall
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip
What you gonna do when you older?
What you gonna do when you grow?

[Breakdown: Kevin Abstract]
You’re all I love, washing on my hands
You’re all I love, washing on my hands
You’re all I love, washing on my hands

[Bridge: Bearface]
Don’t waste your mind
I’ll be the one to settle
To do what I am
To say what I am
Don’t waste your mind
I’ll be the one to settle
To do what I am
To say what I am

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip, fall (you’re all I love)
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip (washing on my hands)
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip, fall (you’re all I love)
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip (washing on my hands)
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip, fall (you’re all I love)
Callin’, callin’, callin’, callin’, trip (washing on my hands)
What you gonna do when you older?
What you gonna do when you grow?

[Outro: JOBA]
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

BROCKHAMPTON – GUMMY lyrics

[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]
Me llamo Roberto
Y acabamos de robar un banco

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
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’ll let you niggas take off
Seen the shit that they drop, that shit 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 shit
He don’t rep me with his shit, he on that teenage bullshit
And he ’bout 20 and shit? When he let go of that shit?
He’ll prolly be a little colder, y’all agree with me? Shit
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

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
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

[Bridge: Merlyn Wood]
Cash don’t mean shit (shit), cried my last tears, bitch
Cashed my last check (check), cash don’t mean shit (shit)
Cash don’t mean shit (shit), cried my last tears, bitch
Cashed my last check (check), cash don’t mean shit (shit)

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
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 bitch
‘Cause people talk too much, I bought a black fo’-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, ’til 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 ass 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

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
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 shit depletin’ my bones
I don’t need all that energy, they just fuck 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

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
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

[Bridge: Matt Champion]
Fuck, put ya ante up, riding in the limousine
I’m stuck on some bud I hit, underground, we can’t compete
Fuck all this energy, you just wanna bring me down
Fuck all your energy, you just wanna bring me down
Fuck, put the windows up, blowin’ past the exit now
Up like a money shot, swerve into the sunset
Me and all my boys jet, swerving like a doughnut
Off, off, off, off, swerving like a doughnut

[Outro: Kevin Abstract & JOBA]
Nigga, whaaaat?
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, whaaaat?
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up if you want to
Nigga, whaaaat? Y-yo

BROCKHAMPTON – HERO lyrics

[Verse 1: Rodney Tenor]
I’m sorta back
I’ll quarter back yo side chick
Hut hut one hike bitch
Don’t hide her I’ll find it
Hit it once then rewind it
Hit it twice then get blinded
We get blunted
I don’t trust em
And I don’t act like I love em
I finally finish, she finally famous
I finally did it I found me a stranger, I took her to dinner
And then I got in it I told her she ain’t shit and then she replaced me
With some other nigga, she told me she hate how I roll
Better than dragging this chick on the road
Better than taking this chick to my show
Get straight, keep pace or keep space from my face
No taste, a lot of ladies is 6th place, type to get misplaced drunk and throwed
Shawty was getting old, and she ain’t know that I was cold
And she always wanted more
Click clack boom bap goes the beat
When I can’t keep shawty on her feet

[Bridge: Joba]
No more tears
No more fears
No more years, to waste on thoughts unclear

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I don’t need you, I don’t need one, I need some more
Treat me so bad, fuck you so good, oh yeah that’s love
You need a hero, you need a hero baby
You need a hero, you need a hero baby
I don’t need you, I don’t need one, I need some more
Treat me so bad, fuck you so good, oh yeah that’s love
You need a hero, you need a hero baby
You need a hero, you need a hero baby

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
You can’t wait for love, that shit don’t last forever
I can’t wait for you, that shit don’t last forever
I know you well, know you better than yourself
Know your ins and outs and curves
You swerving straight into your house
You know my name
Say my name, touch yourself
We got issues
Know your frame, know your game
We got issues
Know I’m lame, know you same
We got issues
Keep it strange, no to blame
Fuck you and your shit
Swear you burn like matches tip
Swear you fucked like half these kids
How’d I love on such a bitch?
Shoulda fucked up on your cousin
She look good even with black eyes
Next time that you say you love me baby I’ll just ask why ya here

[Bridge: Joba]
No more tears
No more fears
No more years, to waste on thoughts unclear

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I don’t need you, I don’t need one, I need some more
Treat me so bad, fuck you so good, oh yeah that’s love
You need a hero, you need a hero baby
You need a hero, you need a hero baby
I don’t need you, I don’t need one, I need some more
Treat me so bad, fuck you so good, oh yeah that’s love
You need a hero, you need a hero baby
You need a hero, you need a hero baby

[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]
She put her whole spirit in it
She put her whole spirit in it
She run around and keep her whole spirit in it
She put her whole spirit in it
She turn around, she let the whole squad hit it
She let the whole squad hit it
She turn around, she let the whole squad hit it
She let the whole squad hit it
Ain’t that a bitch?
Face down that bitch
She turn around disrespect that bitch
Ain’t that a bitch?
Face down that bitch
She turn around disrespect that bitch

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I don’t need you, I don’t need one, I need some more
Treat me so bad, fuck you so good, oh yeah that’s love
You need a hero, you need a hero baby
You need a hero, you need a hero baby
I don’t need you, I don’t need one, I need some more
Treat me so bad, fuck you so good, oh yeah that’s love
You need a hero, you need a hero baby
You need a hero, you need a hero baby

[Outro: Kevin Abstract]
I don’t need you, you don’t need me, I need you more
Fuck me so good, treat me so bad, oh yeah that’s love, you need a
You need a hero
I don’t need you, you don’t need me, I need you more
Fuck me so good, treat me so bad, oh yeah that’s love, you need a
You need a hero
You need a hero

BROCKHAMPTON – HOME lyrics

[Verse 1: bearface]
Ooo, try to keep your cool
You got a grip, baby
But you just can’t seem to fall
You know what we are
Took for granted, fell, we catch ourselves
Don’t worry, baby girl
There’s no one in the world
But when you say I got a girl
Say it and I know it’s killin’ you, yeah
When I say you make my knees so weak
Then you know I’m missin’ you

[Hook: bearface]
Yeah, you know its alright
Do you know its alright?
‘Cause I’ve been thinkin’ about you all night girl
Yeah, you know its alright
Do you know its alright?
‘Cause I look at you, your mine girl

[Bridge: bearface]
Send me to California
I’m tryna get so lost
Not turnin’ up to a 9 to 5
Just wanna know why

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
No plate on a white Lexus
I blacked out on a random cliff
Summer nights, I saw things change
And you still not right to my tick
Pleasure, something
Deep inside my chest
Long nights, long drives
Change across my face
Cowboy, ride it
That’s my wild west
Come on babe, you can put it on us
Come on babe, you can put it on me

[Hook: bearface]
Yeah, you know its alright
Do you know its alright?
‘Cause I look at you, your mine girl
Yeah, you know its alright
Do you know its alright?
‘Cause I look at you, your mine girl

[Outro: bearface]
Yeah, you know its alright
Do you know its alright?
‘Cause I look at you, you’re mine girl
Yeah, you know its alright
Do you know its alright?
‘Cause I look at you, your mine girl

Yeah, you know its alright
Do you know its alright?
‘Cause I look at you, your mine girl
Yeah, you know its alright
Do you know its alright?
‘Cause I look at you, your mine girl

BROCKHAMPTON – HOTTIE lyrics

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Put the bag in the cup, add it up, add it up
Put my friends in the truck, add it up, add it up
If you think you know me now, that’s enough, that’s enough
If you think you know me now, that’s enough, that’s enough
Put the bag in the cup, add it up, add it up
Put my friends in the truck, add it up, add it up
If you think you know me now, that’s enough, that’s enough
If you think you know me now, that’s enough, that’s enough

[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]
They say “what you contribute to my consciousness?”
Voices feelin’ so ominous
I can’t place a pen for you, they mark it out as anonymous
I would shift the whole continent
If it helped you ’round with some confidence
Thinkin’ bout all the consequence
Gotta try to break, was monotonous

[Verse 2: Joba]
How could I be better?
I paid the price in full, just to clear the record
Rewound just to fast forward
On the eight track, I stole from my grandmama

[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
Catastrophic, where the stoppin’?
Man, I wish I had a rocket, wish I ain’t feel microscopic
Wish my thoughts was telepathic but instead I’m always babbling
Love rappin’ like it’s my girlfriend, every tour is like a catfish
Just kidding, I love you assholes

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Put the bag in the cup, add it up, add it up
Put my friends in the truck, add it up, add it up
If you think you know me now, that’s enough, that’s enough
If you think you know me now that’s enough, that’s enough

[Verse 4: Joba]
It’s hard to air out in deep water
You keep calling, I ignore it
Cleared my conscience in absurd ways
I do the things you hate, I’m changing every day

[Bridge: Joba & Matt Champion]
I just wanna know, know (I just wanna know where the party at)
I just wanna know, know (24/7 thinkin’ ’bout you)
I just wanna know, know (I just wanna know when we leavin’, boo)
I just wanna know, know (24/7 thinkin’ ’bout you)
I just wanna know, know (I just wanna know where the party at)
I just wanna know, know (24/7 thinkin’ ’bout you)
I just wanna know, know (I just wanna know when we leavin’, boo)
I just wanna know, know (24/7 thinkin’ ’bout you)

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Put the bag in the cup, add it up, add it up
Put my friends in the truck, add it up, add it up
If you think you know me now, that’s enough, that’s enough
If you think you know me now, that’s enough, that’s enough
Put the bag in the cup, add it up, add it up
Put my friends in the truck, add it up, add it up
If you think you know me now, that’s enough, that’s enough
If you think you know me now, that’s enough, that’s enough

BROCKHAMPTON – INFATUATION lyrics

[Intro: Merlyn Wood]
You fired, you fired (for Joie!)
Shawty shy, shawty, shawty shy, shawty, shawty shy
Shawty shy, shawty, shawty shy, shawty, shawty shy
Shawty shy, shawty, shawty shy
Shawty shot me out the atmosphere, well this one year
I was flyin’ high in the pimp plane atmosphere
Shy, shawty, shawty shy, shawty shy, shawty, shawty shy
Shawty, shawty shy, shawty shy, shawty, shawty shy
Shawty, shawty shot me out the sky, well this one year
I was flyin’ high in the pimp plane atmosphere

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
If she could, she could see my final form
I could see you Majin Buu-in’ on my Dragon Balls
What you need a map and backpack just to find the one?
Dora, Dora, come home, you been searchin’ too long

[Verse 1: Rodney Tenor]
Shit, high-waist jeans with a kid
Shorty always flexin’ on the ‘gram
Tight, tight jeans with a rack make me go on a rant
Shawty, but your attitude rank
Drunk at the club with your girls only here for the drinks
Untouchable data, unmeasurable playa’
God, the moderator, I ain’t sayin’, I’m hittin’
I’m was just wondering if I could call at your number
If I was ever in trouble, if I could take you home
I ain’t a doper, you ain’t a smoker
I’m hopin’ to get to know you, I wonder if I could get you gone, girl
I was lookin’ for ride-or-dies
And there you came through with your false disguise, yeah, yeah
I ain’t fuckin’ around no more
Don’t hear me, all she hear was sha-la-la-la

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
If she could, she could see my final form
I could see you Majin Buu-in’ on my Dragon Balls
What you need a map and backpack just to find the one?
Dora, Dora, come home, you been searchin’ too long

[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood]
We all gonna die one day, man ain’t that crazy? (that cray)
She said thats an odd way convince me to be your lady
That be why you bae, but you is not my baby
I met these three black girls: Ocian, Jurnee, and Mercedes
One’s a queen, one’s narcoleptic, and one is crazy
Pickin’ one lover’s just like pickin’ one daisy
I need at least a dozen in my DM’s on the daily
Why get your nose stuck in one when you can sniff the bouquet?

[Outro: Joba]
La, la, la, la, ooo-la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, ooo-la, la, la, la-ah
La, la, la, la, ooo-la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, ooo-la, la, la, la-ah
La, la, la, la, (baba-bum-bum) ooo-la, la, la, la (bad-a-bum-bum)
La, la, la, la, (baba-bum-bum) ooo-la, la, la, la (bad-a-bum-bum)
La, la, la, la, (ba-ba) ooo-la, la, la, la (ba-ba, ba-ba)

BROCKHAMPTON – JELLO lyrics

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust ’em? Probably not
I think that y’all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around, only few I’m holding down
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust ’em? Probably not
I think that y’all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around, only few I’m holding down

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Hi, I live a wonderful life
Should’ve died twice, wonder who on my side
Life always better keepin’ two on the side
Need no music when my niggas arrive
We in Van Nuys, black van with some white guys
Keep your hand out, waiting for the appropriate time
They ask a question like
“Could you perform at my best friend’s birthday party?
With your friends and go crazy, just bring the shotty
Bring the loud one with the blonde hair.”
Making out with Zayn in a lawn chair
They kicked me out but I belong here
Hear these songs nigga, see this long hair, see these videos
Direct these hoes with no budgets though
How the fuck did I land a fucking TV show?
Met all my friends through Kanye West and I ain’t met him yet

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust ’em? Probably not
I think that y’all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around, only few I’m holding down

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Just shaved down to the baby face
Clothes on me, guess it’s Holiday
Fried, no sides at the restaurant
My sleep schedule like the power here, it’s never on
Feeling like the past year a whole escapade (uh-oh)
Four cars, need a motherfucking Escalade
Pack it up like a clown car (honk, honk)
Bet you know my name from here to Hong Kong, bet I get along
Make some commas, karma, come on, watch ’em sing along
Ayy, err, err, butter knife like dancing on a knuckle
In the thunder car, rocked up in the Lumma
Incidental, I be better by the summer
I be better by the winter, I be hoppin’ in the rental
Maybe Tesla for all my missus sitting in the Volvo
Damn, shoot ’em down like, hmmm, sorry, do it all here

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust ’em? Probably not
I think that y’all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around, only few I’m holding down
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust ’em? Probably not
I think that y’all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around, only few I’m holding down

[Verse 3: Ameer Vann]
I’m moonwalking on the sun hot
I used to live where the guns popped
Made some records then we moved out
Turned rap into the new pop
Bandana, I’m the new Pac
I been blowing up, I can’t stop
They need my niggas in the White House
I do business with the white folks
Bring that money back to black folks
Flip it, stimulate the cash flow
Economic, but I speak ebonics
L.A. turned me to an asshole
I been shopping down on Melrose
Still a nigga but I’m livin’ different
I been looking at the bigger picture
So I don’t hear ’em when they talking to me

[Verse 4: Dom McLennon]
I just want a friend to fall in love with
Maybe someone I can binge drugs with
Living like a prince but I’m dove-less
Playin’ my emotions, you a dumb bitch
Everybody talking on some gun shit
They don’t even know where to bust it
Cry nigga, gotta fuckin’ kick back
Gotta leave those soft niggas at the kickback
Splittin’ all my problems like a Kit-Kat
I finessed the night that we slipped up
I could let you know where I’m next at
Tell my baby girl where the brakes at
You know I got number one pick stats
Catch me on the field, it’s a mismatch
More like an eclipse, she couldn’t miss that
Putting my appearance where my chips at

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust ’em? Probably not
I think that y’all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around, only few I’m holding down
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust ’em? Probably not
I think that y’all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around, only few I’m holding down

[Outro: JOBA]
La-di-da-di-da-di-da
(La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do-walla, do-walla-walla, do-walla)
La-di-da-di-da-di-da
(La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do-walla, do-walla-walla, do-walla)
La-di-da-di-da-di-da
(La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do-walla, do-walla-walla, do-walla)

BROCKHAMPTON – JESUS lyrics

[Verse: Kevin Abstract]
I felt awesome when you walked in
You caught me doin’ something that I should’ve never been caught with
I played the forest, my far trip
I tripped and I fell, still think I’m living in Austin
Remember when I was trippin’ off some wack shit
When I thought the automatic had an answer?
When I was jammin’ out Beyonce like Sampha
And you broke up with me cause I’m a Cancer?
Our relationship was toxic, cancer
I fell in love with a dancer in Atlanta
I’m lying, I ain’t a Drake-ass nigga
I’m more like Troye Sivan
With a whole lotta melanin
Sendin’ bombs to your lawn
Grew up on Rockafella, so I’ma get a chain
And sing every song in the vain of your name
And this’ll…

[Outro: Bearface]
Be there when they call me up
Save me wishin’ for you, I’m missing you too
Miss the way we talk, miss the way we stop
Miss the way we talk, ooh
Be there when they call me up
Save me wishin’ for you, I’m missing you too
Miss the way we talk, miss the way we stop
Miss the way we talk, ooh

BROCKHAMPTON – JOHNNY lyrics

[Intro: Kevin Abstract]
When I imagine myself on acid
I take step backwards and find those to lap itself
Even dance a pound around my silent thoughts who had the crown
Don’t-don’t-don’t-don’t let life pass yourself
When I imagine myself on acid
I take step backwards and find those to lap itself
Even dance a pound around my silent thoughts who had the crown
Don’t-don’t-don’t-don’t let life pass yourself

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
I could’ve got a job at McDonald’s, but I like curly fries
That’s a metaphor for my life, and I like taller guys
Could’ve got a deal if I wanted, but I like owning shit
And I like making shit, and I like selling it

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
Could’ve peaked when I was in high school, but I had bigger plans
Could’ve took the time out to find you, but you ain’t understand
You don’t gotta leave for them to define you, cause what would you demand?
When everybody out to define you, without a circumstance

[Verse 3: Kevin Abstract]
Anybody got Harry Styles’ phone number?
Okay, I called him and they said I got the wrong number
I was trying to be Pac when I was younger, dreaming of better days
I don’t see my mom no more, remind me of bad weather days

[Verse 4: Ameer Vann]
If you got a problem with me, try some other guy
I let you know I’m a dog, I ate the cat alive
But really though, I’m alone cause I don’t stick around
And yes, I know it’s my fault, so put your finger down

[Verse 5: Matt Champion]
I would keep this shit pent up if it weren’t for my mom
If it weren’t for Dijon, yeah, I don’t like to lie
Guess it sounds out the month
Should’ve opened up my mouth more, show ’em what my fist for
Let ’em get a fistful, caught up in the lust, man
Bred from the legs of straight killers on best end
Black eyes, bloody sheets, damn, where yo’ feet stand?
We should get a new plan, maybe some more fans

[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]
I love it when the people go wild for me
I love it when the people go wild for me
I love it when the people go wild for me
Keep it wild for me, wild, wild for me
I love it when the people go wild for me
I love it when the people go wild for me
I love it when the people go wild for me
Keep it wild for me, wild, wild for me

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Baby, I been trippin’ off ’em, tie me up and send ’em off
And I been on mission for it, I just want my own apartment
I just want a space with my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular, won’t elevate again
Baby, I been trippin’ off ’em, tie me up and send ’em off
And I been on mission for it, I just want my own apartment
I just want a space with my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular, won’t elevate again

[Verse 6: Joba]
I’m a shithead son
And I’m bad at growing up
I’m a shithead son
And I’m bad at growing up
My life ain’t been the same, since my dog died, since my girl left
I quit drinking and drugging and still can’t get ahead
Been at a loss for words
It seems I’m destined to fall apart when I’m depressed
It’s all a test, scream at God from my bedside
I glue my hands together, life’s got me hog-tied
There’s no applause in the game of life, I just bought a car
And a new house, here’s the cost to prove it
I spin a little wheel when I’m feelin’ moody
And that’s like all the time, try not to mind the clock
Because my heart is ticking, I smoke a pack a day
And I wish I didn’t, having some trouble quittin’
I have a couple vices, we had that show on Viceland
I was hardly in it, most the time I’m hidden
Anxious, impatient and always wanting something different
I hate the way I’m feeling, I’m sick of chasing feelings

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Baby, I been trippin’ off ’em, tie me up and send ’em off
And I been on a mission for it, I just want my own apartment
I just want a space with my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular, won’t elevate again
Baby, I been trippin’ off ’em, tie me up and send ’em off
And I been on a mission for it, I just want my own apartment
I just want a space with my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular, won’t elevate again

BROCKHAMPTON – JUNKY lyrics

[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]
Me Ilamo Roberto, y estamos buscando a Jaden Smith

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
I spit my heart out, lookin’ out for my best interests
He gave me good head, peepin’ out while the windows tinted
I speak in tongues and I arrive without a damn mention
It’s kinda sick and I was born in 1996 and
1999 the only year that I remember
I slip through the cracks without havin’ a damn temper
I bleach my hair because these bitches all about they bitchin’
I say shit when I rap and y’all niggas barely listen
I do the most for the culture, nigga, by just existing
Delete my tweets ’cause I’m ashamed of being a fuckin’ Simpson
I told my mom I was gay, why the fuck she ain’t listen?
I signed a pub deal and her opinion fuckin’ disappearin’
I’m payin’ bills for my sister and tryna fund her business
Is it homophobic to only hook up with straight niggas?
You know like closet niggas, masc-type
Why don’t you take that mask off? That’s the thought I had last night
“Why you always rap about bein’ gay?”
‘Cause not enough niggas rap and be gay
Where I come from, niggas get called “faggot” and killed
So I’ma get head from a nigga right here
And they can come and cut my hand off and, and my legs off and
And I’ma still be a boss ’til my head gone, yeah

[Bridge: Ameer Vann]
Break the wheel, pack the steel, hold my niggas down
Twistin’ on that syrup ‘til I hear crackin’ sounds
Break the wheel, pack the steel, hold my niggas down
Twistin’ on that syrup ‘til I hear crackin’ sounds
Break, break, break the steel, hold my niggas down
Twistin’ on that syrup ‘til I hear crack, crack, crack
Break the wheel, pack the steel, hold my niggas down
Twistin’ on that syrup ‘til I hear crack

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
I don’t trust nobody ’cause they don’t deserve it
Niggas run in your house, they know you doin’ dirty (go ‘head now)
I got my hand on an ounce, so now I got money servin’
I just bought me a fifth and now I’m speedin’, swervin’ (go ‘head now)
I took an eighth of them shrooms and now I’m hearin’ voices
I took like two of them pills, I can’t remember nothing (go ‘head now)
I ain’t under control, I’m losin’ motor function
I need an intervention, I need an exorcism
I need a therapist, paranoia and drug addiction
It’s very scary, my momma don’t even recognize me
I’m goin’ crazy, don’t need nobody to say they love me
My acts of desperation, I’m on an empty stomach
So fuck the consequences, I ain’t runnin’ from them

[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
Feelin’ like a goner, put my life in locker
Hotbox in the Hummer, (Merlyn, Merlyn!) hot bars in the summer
If I had the option, I would do it all again
If I had the option, I would do it all again
I just wanna feel like I did the right program
I just want to appeal to my dad and my cousins (again)
When I cut that feel, I do nothing but diplomas
Love is knowin’ that you didn’t do it by your lonesome
So I forgive my mommy, daddy, auntie and my uncles
For guilt-tripping feelings whenever they call my number
They see men dream, they see men fallin’
But when I dream, I’m smashing on a lana

[Bridge: Matt Champion & Joba]
Both pessimistic, drug addicted, caught in our feelings
We spit venom then stare at the ceiling wondering why
My mom’s no alcoholic, she just wanna drown her sorrows
Love her to death and soon enough I’ll give back all I borrowed
Both so submissive, take turns dominating, the light has been faded
This hate-fueled love, we don’t fake it, no givin’, just takin’
I took some steps to be a bigger person
I should’ve thrown ya off the highway to cars swerving

[Verse 4: Matt Champion]
Ain’t no burden, ain’t no sermon, ain’t no motherfuckin’ plaque
I hate these hospitals and police and the smell of death, all that
I hate these shady folk that want a ladylike
But don’t treat lady right, but they be sayin’ like “just the tip”
And, yeah, you mad ’cause she ain’t fuck, mad ’cause she ain’t suck
Beat your ass before you got time to say “why not?”
Here to catch ya slip up, wish you could just rewind
Time to not fuck up, thought you were just lucked up
Where the respect? Is your ass human?
I look you in your eyes, say “fuck you, are you fuckin’ stupid?”
Respect my mother, ‘spect my sister, ‘spect these women, boy
I get my 9-9, I don’t own one, hit the store to blow your brains off
Better hope my aim off, better hope the range off
Better hope my tame off before I blow your brains off, boy

[Outro: Dom McLennon]
Uh, no hands with the stunts
Jump off the roof like I do what I want
All of my life in my past wanna haunt
And my sight of the future beginning to taunt my ambition
Man on the moon, I’m marooned, I ain’t trippin’
I’m on a mission
Every time that I speak they ain’t skippin’
Turned my inspiration to a vision, that’s a given, no slippin’

BROCKHAMPTON – LIQUID lyrics

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
I grew up all alone, my mom and dad fighting
I moved around a lot, I did a lot of fighting
I met my friend Ian, I seen a lot of cyphers
I did a lot of writing—

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon & Kevin Abstract]
Watch my uncles duck indictments
I’m used to ramen noodles, victims of mental illness
Products of neighborhoods with broken souls and wounded spirits
Don’t judge me by appearance (I moved to California)
Started getting paid (nigga, you broke) shit’s already boring

[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
Dashin’ to the money like a hyphen
Fuck a pipe dream man, had this shit when I was in my diapers
Burnin’ through my diapers, hot shit
It was hot shit, back when niggas looking for the Loch Ness

[Verse 4: Matt Champion & Dom McLennon]
Stuck ’round dip spittin’ assholes, make they mamas bashful
Got holes in my pockets so my shoes full of cash though
Cigar, Fidel Castro, car full of Castrol
See the sunset when I backstroke, can’t swim but I could act though

[Outro: Kevin Abstract]
I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends
Imagine having no friends, ay
I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends, ay
Imagine having no friends man
I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends
Imagine having no friends man… ay
Imagine having no friends man

BROCKHAMPTON – LOST IN LOVE lyrics

[Verse 1: Joba & Kevin Abstract]
Your lipstick burns my lips
But I think I’m still in love with you
Your eyes drip black
But I think you’re still in love with me
But it feels like there’s no air to breathe again (In the pink skies)
And it feels like I’m drowning in love again (I can’t swim)
I’m afraid I’ll lose all that I have again (Her eyes were red)
But I’m ready for the truth (Love me not)

[Chorus: Joba]
I’m so lost in love (la la, la la)
I’m so lost in love (la la, la la)
I’m so lost in love (la la, la la)
I’m so lost in love (la la, la la)

[Bridge: Joba]
I’ve been a fool (ooo, aa-aah)

[Verse 2: Joba & Kevin Abstract]
You say I care too much
But what does that even mean
You say I need some space
But what does that mean for me
It feels like I’ve fallen and fell again (the car crash)
And it feels like there’s no hope for us again (you were high as hell)
I’m afraid you’ll leave me for a better man (I try my hardest)
But I’m ready for the truth (love me not)

[Chorus: Joba]
I’m so lost in love (la la, la la)
I’m so lost in love (la la, la la)
I’m so lost in love (la la, la la)
I’m so lost in love (la la, la la)

[Outro: Joba & Kevin Abstract]
My head was spinning (I’ve been a fool)
I lost, I lost it (I’ve been a fool)
I’ve been a fool (ooo, aa-ah)
Aa-ha-haaa

BROCKHAMPTON – ZIPPER lyrics

[Intro: Joba]
Pretty sure I’m maniacal, but what do I know?
I don’t know, all I know is what I see through my monocle
That and the telescope, keep one lens on the money flow
The other’s gold and complemental trusty, well, well

[Verse 1: Joba]
I’m rolling down hills in a suit through the mud
Throw my dress shoes in a fire with the woods
Sit back and relax with the fumes of
Everything I hate in the world
Play Mozart, smoke my cigar on
My estate, keep the cars parked on the front lawn
Neighbors hate, place duct tape underneath their tires
And I wait

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
Sun sets to blood moon horizons
Left brain and right brain divide him
Set frames and watch plays inside them
In the mountains now’s where you’ll find him
I smell a breeze in the morning
I feel your presence, it’s warming
I paid attention to warnings
But we were too caught up in transforming

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talking to
Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talking to
Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talking to
Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talking to

[Verse 3: Matt Champion]
Lucky days, I’m feelin’ the force-a
Your boy is dusty like brush up a fossil
Hear that shit urk like the noise of a possum
Bitch, I’m a king, I was born in the castle
Built like a boxer, I’m ready to tussle
Fuck on my baby, I’m ready to bust one
Come fuck with me and my dogs
Hate on my ass like in-laws, uh
That boy stay light like a cheerleader, um
She want me filled like a two litre, um
Eat it all day, watch it ricochet off
Then I skrrt off on that Michelin, aw
They don’t got nothing on me ’til I pop
They don’t got nothing on me, call the cops
I hit that run like a Heisman boy, run it back
Look at that boy, hear that running back

[Verse 4: Merlyn Wood]
Shout out to South Central, San Marcos
I got addicted to soft shell tacos
Right now, it’s panties and ramen noodles
Now I see how I’m gon’ make a shooter
Stamina, stamina!
I used to be holding the camera
Head through the glass, throw your window up
Start praying to me like my handle Cortana
We like Wu-Tang but I feel like Santana
Sweet-talkin’ just like she Hannah Montana
Head was clean, Tony Fantano…
Made her my wife-a
She can’t eat ’cause she’s so Bella
Confused erection
Bad hoes, no name, brand slave, brainless

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talking to
Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talking to
Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talking to
Ghetto in here flash it, ooh, them boys stay nasty
Floating like Aladdin, them the ones you talking to

BROCKHAMPTON – MOSSCLIFF lyrics

[Sample from BROCKHAMPTON – “BEN CARSON”]

[Sample from KEVIN ABSTRACT – “LEADER”]

[Sample from MATT CHAMPION – “MANSION”]

[Interlude: Ariel Wendt]
Through the quicksand, the wind, and the bush in between
Someone has to shine
The boys of the wild found each other during their time of need and chose to turn to each other in order to grow
Learn, learn, share hope
Running away from home, facing the fears of the real world
Maintaining to hold on to the idea that connected them all to this is difficult
Challenging, there’s something different in the air
The clouds are changing, weapons, love, heartbreak, and everything in between
Dirty, filthy boys
Don’t let this one die

BROCKHAMPTON – PALACE lyrics

[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
On a palace floor I see my soul
Banging through the doors, we swing ’em closed
We need glass or something strong
For the creeps when you come ’round

[Bridge: Bearface]
I feel like fucking on the west side our parents are all gone
Girl
These strangers are coming out about twice as strong
I know you say I miss it but come on baby please
Just know you come off strong, your soul is getting lost

[Hook: Joba]
I wish you knew me
I wish you knew
I’m everything I am
I’m everything I am
But you don’t know me
I’m everything I am
With everything I am
You don’t know me

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Hold me down, I know I’ve lost control
Picking up all of my dirty bones
Oh I know there’s something wrong
Freak me out when you come round

[Bridge: Bearface]
I feel like fucking on the west side our parents are all gone
And these strangers are coming out about twice as strong
I know you say I miss it but come on baby please
Just know you come off strong, your soul is getting lost

[Hook: Joba]
I wish you knew me
I wish you knew
I’m everything I am
I’m everything I am
But you don’t know me
I’m everything I am
With everything I am
You don’t know me
At all
At all, at all, at all
At all
At all (You don’t know)
At all, at all, at all
At all

BROCKHAMPTON – POISON lyrics

[Hook: Matt Champion]
You are just poison
I put that on my grave
No need for aggression
I just need to behave

But your love is poison
I put that on my soul
Pull me down with seduction
I know that you want control

[Verse: Ameer Vann]
You are my drugs
You are what I need
The love of my life
You kiss me, I bleed
At night when I fiend
I’m grinding my teeth
I get high when you speak
If I could jump I could fly
It’s so cold in the clouds
But I stay in the sky
And I see you on the ground
I guess it wasn’t the same
You know I smoke and you drank
We ain’t one in the same
I can’t remember your name
But I remember your scent
And I remember your face
And I remember the…
And I remember the days
We wasn’t stuck in our ways
Not a subject for change
I’m just a rat in your maze
And your venom’s to blame

[Hook: Matt Champion]
You are just poison
I put that on my grave
No need for aggression
I just need to behave

But your love is poison
I put that on my soul
Pull me down with seduction
I know that you want control

Poison x4

BROCKHAMPTON – QUEER lyrics

[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
Skinny boy, skinny boy, where your muscles at?
Used to walk to work, eight hours, take the bus back
Ain’t no time to stop, ain’t no time for vacation
Y’all all want my spot ’cause you know that I am A1
All these pretty girls, they come runnin’ to our faces
I could do without, I could move without, I could do myself
I get in a rut, I feel depressed, I bang on my chest
I say fuck ’em all ’til I’m dead

[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood]
First off, fuck Dolce & Gabbana
Racist mothersuckers tryna be my pana
Put that on me auntie and me mama
Grab the Ghost then I go right back to Ghana
I came back again, with the platinum
To the continent, I came back again
I came back again, with the platinum
To the continent, I came back again

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Champion & Kevin Abstract]
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (Watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (W-w-watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (Watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (W-w-watch your lip, baby)

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Ryan Beatty]
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
Got a lot of things to say that I could never finish
Told my mama, “I’ll be back, just gotta kill another mission”
Gimme thirty seconds and I’ll make off with a billion
Every verse a heist for all your underlying feelings
Got canaries on the window, smell like roses on the ceiling
Oh what a–, oh what a–, oh, how appealing
Candy paint revealing all that bullshit you concealing
Fuck what you been hearing, I’m everything they fearing
I’m black and smart and sexy, universally appealing
Genius what I’m dealing, something they ain’t stealing
They prohibited the potents, might give you cirrhosis
Spaceship doing donuts, it’s written I’m the POTUS
I’m focused

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Champion & Kevin Abstract]
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (Watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (W-w-watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (Watch your lip, baby)
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth
Don’t go runnin’ your mouth (W-w-watch your lip, baby)

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Ryan Beatty]
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side

[Verse 4: Ameer Vann]
Barre Baby, spilled syrup on my big wheel
You could call me lil nigga with the big crib
My lifestyle still the same, just a face lift
Silly niggas got me running outta patience
My whole life slowly turned into a daydream
I hit the bank with a smile on my face, man
Pretty women always pullin’ at my waistband
Used to get arrested, all I get is checks now

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Ryan Beatty]
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don’t even mind
As long as you stay right here, right next to my side

BROCKHAMPTON – RENTAL lyrics

[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]
Me llamo Roberto, y este es el fin de una era
Muchas gracias a todos, les quiero mucho

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
I need it all downtown, nigga
Put it back where you fuckin’ found it though
I need it all down (my nigga)
Keep ’em right there, oh, you found ’em though
I want a shirt that make my body feel all sexy
I want a chain that make my body feel all hefty
I want my head to fall off when I walk out the door
I want the rain to fall down and I’m askin’ for more

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head
Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head
(Ride slow, ride slow, slow) Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head (woo, slow)
(Ride slow, ride slow, slow) Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head (woo, slow)

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
I want a love that make me feel like I ain’t breakin’ ya heart
I wanna know what made you stay when it was wrong from the start
I need to know where you went lookin’ where you went through the chop
I need this fear of being everybody else to depart
I got a lot on my mind, not enough hours to shed
Not enough trust to believe, not enough feelin’ to care
I’m feeling numb to the world so I’ve been ignoring instead
I’m seeing through what I want to recognise who is there, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Champion]
Throw me in the fire, baby, I’ll survive
Coming top down by the seaside
Ay-yi-yi-yi-yah, ay-yi-yi-yi-yah
See the wrong side of the 45
Only you and me by the borderline (ooo)
Ay-yi-yi-yi-yah (ooo-ooo), ay-yi-yi-yi-yah
Let it go

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head
Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head
(Ride slow, ride slow, slow) Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head (woo, slow)
(Ride slow, ride slow, slow) Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head (woo, slow)

[Bridge: Matt Champion]
I would show you off for everything I own
I know it’s not what you’re used to
See they could tear me down, take everything I made
I’ll still be here next to you

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Champion]
Throw me in the fire, baby, I’ll survive
Coming top down by the seaside
Ay-yi-yi-yi-yah, ay-yi-yi-yi-yah
See the wrong side of the 45
Only you and me by the borderline (ooo)
Ay-yi-yi-yi-yah (ooo-ooo), ay-yi-yi-yi-yah
Let it go

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head
Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head
(Ride slow, ride slow, slow) Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head (woo, slow)
(Ride slow, ride slow, slow) Ridin’ on the roof with a dollar sign
Attached to my head, head, head, head, head, head, head, head (woo, slow)

BROCKHAMPTON – SCENE lyrics

[Spoken: Robert Ontenient]
No soy como los demás
No hago cosas solamente para divertirme
Siento como si en los últimos meses hubiera estado sentado en ese bowl gigante de cereal, el mismo que solíamos comer de jóvenes
Siento como si estuviera flotando en la leche, medio ahogándome
Puedo olerla en mi ropa si respiro profundamente
Ojalá te pudiera ver como antes
Acostados juntos a ver quién de los dos se dormía primero
Quisiera repetirlo
Te extraño, te amo
Pedazo de mierda

BROCKHAMPTON – SCENE 2 lyrics

[Spoken: Robert Ontenient]
Padre, gracias por mi familia
Te pido que los bendigas con tu favor
Proveeles sus necesidades
Te pido que los protejas del daño y la maldad
Rodéales con la sombra de tu ala
Ve delante de ellos y prepara su camino
Si su camino está torcido, te pido que lo endereces
Protégelos de las trampas del enemigo
Y evítales del engaño
Dales paz perfecta a sus corazones
En el nombre de Jesús te lo pido
Amén

BROCKHAMPTON – SISTER / NATION lyrics

[Part 1: SISTER]
[Intro: Merlyn Wood]
Drink with the apple pie with it, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t got no chains in my denim, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t listen what the blogs tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know niggas got their own agenda, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Joba]
I’ve got [censored] but she would never know
I like to hide them, so much I lose myself
That’s why I’m pure to some, a psychopath to others
And grew up in counseling, flipping off my counselors
They gave me mood stabilizers but when I came off ’em, I was violent
Took the drugs that I wanted which didn’t help with the voices
They just grew louder and louder
They called the people who’d just chatter and chatter
I juggle all my personalities

[Interlude: Robert Ontenient]
Estoy tan harto y cansado, no puedo seguir haciendo esto
Ojalá pudiera rendirme pero tengo seguir siendo fuerte para mi familia y mis amigos

[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
I find myself gettin’ better by the fuckin’ minute
Number one, my momma always had to save the minutes
Got some D’s, dropped out, wanted to be Russell Simmons
Gotta keep workin’, my head or in a vision
Where the kitchen at? Keep the lyrics written
Raid my cell and dope, askin’ for forgiveness
I just ran into somebody sellin’ lemonade
Kiss your kids tonight before them bitches run away

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don’t care what they call me

[Verse 3: Kevin Abstract]
This for all my broke niggas, this for all them jokes, nigga
That you niggas made when I was still livin’ at home, nigga
Did it on my own, nigga, grew up and I bossed out
Grew up and I bossed out, grew up and I bossed out

[Verse 4: Matt Champion]
I see you peekin’ through bushes
And tryna get secret ingredients from us
I know that you do it ’cause you see us boomin’
Like C4 when you hit that detonator
Lucky-lucky on the elevator
Eat my dust, baby, I’ll see ya later
I could always call your bluff
You already said enough
Take a risk, bitch
Still sittin’ on your ass, waitin’ for a handout
Giving nothin’, put your hands down
“Ooh, yeah, this for the culture!”
“Ooh, yeah, this important!”
Fuck off with that slang shit
Fuck off with that networking
Keep ya mouth where the money at

[Bridge: Dom McLennon]
Yellow lights on my dashboard
Red flags in the rearview
I know I’m the one that made you upset
But all I wanna do is see you
You know that lately I don’t think straight
But I don’t really know what I’m doing now
‘Cause everybody got me fucked up
I’m struggling while on the move now
Yellow lights on my dashboard
Red flags in the rearview
I know I’m the one that made you upset
But all I wanna do is heal you
You know that lately I don’t think straight
But lately I don’t know what to do now
‘Cause everybody got me fucked up
I’m struggling while on the move now

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don’t care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don’t care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don’t care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don’t care what they call me

[Part 2: NATION]
[Intro: Kevin Abstract]
Barely got control of it, must’ve got a hold of it
Threw me to the ground and left a scar right on my nigga lips
I look in my closet when I think about the past life
Never good in my wallet, tryna see if I got my cash right
Fuck a flight, they ain’t never wanna treat my bag right
Fuck a job, they ain’t never treat my mom and dad right

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
I hate the quiet suburbs, I hate those picket fences
I hate the separation, first thing they called me “nigga”
I fight, I got suspended, my teachers saw me hit him
So they ain’t listen to me, and from that moment on
I would learn that I was different, I would grow to see the difference
Second guessing my decisions, black bodies come up missing

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
I would walk through the halls at my own pace
Every lunch, I would flow, having no place
All the books in my bag ’til my bones ache
Wonder how the world would be if I had no face
If I had no heart, if I had no skin
And I was just thoughts, reminiscing
The things always brushed off
Had my father try to tell me I was just soft
And when I look at the things that I’ve been through
And the things I survived and at what cost?
All the love in my life that I just lost
All this shit persevere to the pole vault
In the eyes of the law, I’m a problem
In the eyes of the blogs, I’m a paycheck
In the eyes of the world, I’m an icon
In the eyes that I own, I ain’t start yet
In the eyes of the law, I’m a problem
In the eyes of the blogs, I’m a paycheck
In the eyes of the world, I’m an icon
In the eyes that I own, I ain’t start yet, I ain’t start yet

[Bridge: Merlyn Wood]
Power, African power!
Power, African power!
Power, African power!

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
Uh, I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend

BROCKHAMPTON – STAINS lyrics

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
I spent like a year and a half on the Greyhound bus
On the way to see this girl
Take a flight back just to keep my job
Used to fly standby, late to the airport
Where the buddy pass? Stuck in the traffic
Whole lotta hours, real long distance
But I’ve grown since then
Learned to be on my own since then
Marble floor in my brand new crib
This the life that I wanted still
Got a hole and it burn my chest
Mash the chip that’s still in my shoulder
Ain’t a day that I still been sober
These the things that I’m tripping over

[Interlude: Ashlan Grey]
Y’all motherfuckers made three albums
Still talking about the same shit
The one gay, the one selling drugs
The one that’s tryna act like Lil Wayne
What the fuck is this shit man?
Y’all better turn this shit off when y’all get in the whip
When y’all enter my whip, y’all better not play this shit
‘Cause this can go right the fuck off

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Now them boys hooked on heroin
Parents always asking like, “Where y’all get it from?”
Rehab poppin’ like when Amy had the single out
Single out the reasons how I quit before I fell down
I used to pick Ameer up
Talk about what’s got us fucked up
We vent ’til the sun up, ay
Hopefully get our funds up, ay
And if I didn’t know y’all
Maybe I would have a desk job
Ticking ’til I off myself…

[Bridge: Matt Champion]
Used to drive around for some hours (oh, ohhh)
Used to get paid by the hour (oh, ohhh)
Now I’m just pickin up my check (oh, ohhh)
Now I’m just pickin up a sweat (yeah)
Used to drive around for some hours (oh, ohhh)
Circle round the block for some hours (oh, ohhh)
Now I’m just pickin up my check (oh, ohhh)
Now I’m just pickin up a sweat (yeah)

[Chorus: Joba]
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
I spent like a year and a half feeling sorry for myself
‘Cause I thought love ain’t make sense anymore
If I drank, you would probably see a fifth on the floor
And a hole in the door, rest a few more
Scared of the past I’ve been tryna avoid
From before I was born
Running from the shoes that my grandfathers wore
Tryna pick a better battle I saw on the wharf
Feel the sun in my pores but I still got clouds in my head, now
Rain for a little bit, stay for a little bit
Moved along with my head, down
That’s what momma taught me and I never let them fuck me
When they handed me a dead king’s, crown
Told ’em think of what you doing before I’m the one you’re choosing
I just wanna be a human when I share myself
Hear the things I’m saying and I scare myself, goddamn

[Chorus: Joba]
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I’ll be on it in it baby