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BROCKHAMPTON

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Was at the cookout with my other, other, other man, mm That done got me to some motherfucking trouble man, uh Texas boy, the way I love it, love it, love it, man, mm All these new niggas, they stealin' but it don't hit the same, uh Feel it in your veins, uh, nigga, I love my gang, mm That's why I fuck my gang, mm, why I fuck my gang, uh Ain't no play today, these ain't just 808s, uh This a murder case, uh, this a murder case, uh Ain't no pushin' me, uh-uh, I shake your head, it deceased, uh Ayy, don't hit on me, uh-uh, if that boy ain't seen me He lucky that nigga still breathin', I don't know what y'all seein' Take my shirt off, run off, then I swipe that nigga's semen Uh, done being humble so I had to flex Way that I rack up my bands make 'em sweat 40 acres and a mule on my neck Better to talk to me with some respect Heard they ain't make it, I couldn't have guessed I'll cut the ram, I'll connect to your vest And I'm chiefing the keef of a pound of the best Doin' it right, took a couple attempts Had to keep climbin' they catch the ascent Made it look casual 'cause of my desk Studio gallery, yeah, where I rest Hold on, exactly what do you suggest? Where I'm aiming, ain't no use for a vest When I'm on ten, I get clean But the scene I leave is grotesque It's a finesse, yes Way she throwin' it so fast, you'd think she need some Tommy John Surgery, nurse gon' pass me over, just gimme that scalpel please Diggin' through this shit like it was '06, polka jeans Green Lamborghin' look like Bulbasaur, and his dad Catch 'em all, bubblegum ain't allowed Sittin' up on that terrace, drinking red wine with canteloupe Thousand-dollar phone, what the hell can answer for? I can't see the haters man, uh, Harry Potter cloak Let this shit rock, we come in like a landslide They don't call me up, they hit the cell, don't hit the landline Feet up sippin' hibiscus, I'll burn my damn tongue Sea salt on that cookie plate, I call that Atlantic crumbs She from Idaho, her friends Cali-tated though She from outta town, she never seen no ocean, wow She asked me, what's my favorite place to spend a lot? Uh That depends, like an eight dough bagel box --- FMG - BROCKHAMPTON

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Ian Simpson, Dom McLennon, Matthew Champion, Kiko Merley, Russell Boring, Jonah Abraham

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Question Everything/RCA Records

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November 18, 2022

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