QUEER - BROCKHAMPTON

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 running 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

First off, fuck Dolce & Gabbana (Fuck em, fuck 'em)

Racist mothersuckers tryna be my pana (Pana, pana)

Put that on me auntie and me mama (Mommy, mommy)

Grab the Ghost then I go right back to Ghana (Skrrt)

I came back again (Ayy, ayy), with the platinum (Ayy, ayy)

To the continent (Ayy, ayy), I came back again (Ayy, ayy)

I came back again (Ayy, ayy), with the platinum (Ayy, ayy)

To the continent (Ayy, ayy), I came back again (Ayy, ayy)

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)

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

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

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)

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

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 out of 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

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