- BROCKHAMPTON SWEET 歌詞
- BROCKHAMPTON
- Stripped down to my skin and my bones
I love huskies but I feel like a wolf (howw!)
In a pack but I feel all alone
Im scatterbrained, man
Better offer the clone
Until you high as a plumber with race eyes
Doin weird shit
Like, thisll make your bio-pic (haha)
Rile em up, hit Zaxbys
Get the wing tings (yum)
Real quick bills still
Stacking to the ceiling (uh-oh)
Whatchu mean, it aint working? (what?)
Whatchu mean, you aint finding yourself?
(Oh, I am, Im trying)
Whatchu mean, you aint got no cash?
(I got a little bit)
Whatchu mean? Whatchu mean?
Shouldnt your pockets be big
Just like a fat chick? (uh-huh)
Shouldnt your mama
Be done paying the house off? (I guess)
Shouldnt you have a real big-ass ego? (no)
Shouldnt these girls
Be flockin just like seagulls? (eh)
Twistin me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex
I dont need nobody tryna give me shit
Twistin me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex
I dont need nobody tryna give me shit
The original lick-splickety
Higher than Yosemite
Breaking the mold mentally
Master with no limiting
Making em say ugh
They worshipping our force viciously
Watching the floor tip
In your temple of authenticity
Often they say Im off it
I offer my crossed empathy
They forgot what we on
Ill remind em with hostility
Hot diggity damn
Everyone running scams
Gotta cover your clams
And take another glance
Running a clinic
No scans
Aint no one claiming
Yo mans
Its all pertaining
To plan
Call me the architect
Lap you in a UFO I havent started yet
Still gotta figure out exactly
Where to park it at
Moses with the pen
Each line an ocean I can part it at
But thats too deep
Dont call me stupid
That aint the way my name pronounced
Dont call me Cupid
I got too many hoes right now
Poolside in Houston, tryna see
If Beyonce will take me for adoption
Broke-ass rich suburbs
A civilian shot in third world
We just by the fountain
This is Merlyn Wood, man
Everywhere I go is the woodlands
I need a honeybutter
Vodka in an Sprite can
When Im in the Whataburger
All the kids know who I am
I need a honeybutter
Puttin lean in my Sprite can
Twistin me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex
I dont need nobody tryna give me shit
Twistin me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex
I dont need nobody tryna give me shit
I got a record but Im clean as they come
Im Godzilla, when they see me they run
On 37th, used to run from the bloods
The undercovers gotta duck when they come
I moved out and in a couple of months
Ima be a pop star, they call me a thug
I used to write raps on the back of the bus
Now Im in the front seat shifting the gears
Its funny how things can change
Three hundred dollars to my name
Left to Hollywood
I was living off Ramen and change
Five hundred dollars on these dinners
Never have to pay
Growing up my teachers told me
'You better get them grades up
If you wanna finish high school
And after high school, you better get a degree
Cause its a dog-eat-dog world
You could live in the street'
Flashback, I had my Walkman in the minivan
Listening to NSYNC, saw my name on the CD
Bleach blond tips, wanted to be JT
Wanted to do big things, had to fulfill a dream
One might say I was doomed from the get-go
But those same people assume
Cause theyll never know
What its like to be called to
Whats not set in stone
I am one with the ebb and flow, thats all I know
Twistin me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex
I dont need nobody tryna give me shit
Twistin me out like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex
I dont need nobody tryna give me shit
Twistin me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex
I dont need nobody tryna give me shit
Twistin me out like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex
I dont need nobody tryna give me shit
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