STUPID - BROCKHAMPTON

Merlyn, hopping out the vehicle, I feel like Batman

Hanging with directors, 'bout that action

So please don’t stick and move in my direction

All I got to lose is my erection

I’m a black man with a deadly weapon

(What drug reference, huh?)

I’m a real dog, we all go to heaven

But I been tripping on the steps and I don’t think I’ll make it

I’m in this big house, still I’m suffocating

Carnival, my heart like a Supreme Phantom

Going hundred speed, blowin' steam, I throw a tantrum

Judging by my face, my eyes slit like a python

I think she might hate me for a lifetime, ay, ay

Daddy cracking red drum, blueprint for the pipeline

Going out the weather, leave my name, I’m goin' offline

I just want my shit to fit, tailored just like Tiffany

Oh, they say I’m perfect, on my back, oh, man, they killing me

Boys wanna play with my cell phone

But I don’t want nobody to see what’s in it

Boys wanna play with my cell phone

But I don’t want nobody to see what’s in it

Boys wanna play with my cell phone

(Wha-wha, aqua, for my)

But I don’t want nobody to see what’s in it

(Wha-wha, aqua, for my)

Boys wanna play with my cell phone

(Wha-wha, aqua, for my)

But I don’t want nobody to see what’s in it

(Wha-wha, aqua, for my)

White burner, black burner, I do not discriminate

I am on a pilgrimage so don’t try to insinuate

Building up an instrument to aim it at the human race

Let it off in hopes that all the pain and stress disintegrates

I think you intolerant, when you do the most it’s moderate

I come with that gas that’ll make you think I had a doctorate

What we do provocative, I ain’t no apologist

Don’t step to professionals if you still move like novices

America’s favorite, I do my best and they hate it

It’s like I’m stuck in the matrix and I’m stuck losin' patience

While they stuck on they day shift, I hate my boyfriend’s fragrance

I’m a faggot, I say it, I scream that shit like I mean it

Yeah, I’m ugly and genius

I went from nothing to sleeping on Jon’s couch

To makin' people bounce at every show that’s sold out

You know who I’m talkin' 'bout, with ghouls all in my dirty mouth

Boys be on that silly shit so Billy 'bout to air 'em out

Boys wanna play with my cell phone

But I don’t want nobody to see what’s in it

Boys wanna play with my cell phone

But I don’t want nobody to see what’s in it

Boys wanna play with my cell phone

(Wha-wha, aqua, for my)

But I don’t want nobody to see what’s in it

(Wha-wha, aqua, for my)

Boys wanna play with my cell phone

(Wha-wha, aqua, for my)

But I don’t want nobody to see what’s in it

(Wha-wha, aqua, for my)