GUMMY - BROCKHAMPTON (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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GUMMY - BROCKHAMPTON (en) Lyrics
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Me llamo Roberto
Y acabamos de robar un banco
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
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 mean shit (shit)
Cried my last tears, bitch
Cashed my last check (check)
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, 'till
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
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
Fuck, put ya ante up, riding
in the limousine
I'm stuck on some bud I hit,
under concrete canopy
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,
swervin' like a donut
Off, off, off, off, swervin'
like a donut
Nigga whaaaat
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull
up, pull up, if you want to)
Y-Yo
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