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jello - brockhampton lyrics

[chorus: kevin abstract]
la-de-da-de-da-de-da
do i trust ’em? probably not
i think that y’all probably fraud
i think that my brain is fried
la-de-da-de-da-de-da
do not turn my volume down
do not bring your friends around
only few, i’m holding down
la-de-da-de-da-de-da
do i trust ’em? probably not
i think that y’all probably fraud
i think that my brain is fried
la-de-da-de-da-de-da
do not turn my volume down
do not bring your friends around
only few, i’m holding down

[verse 1: kevin abstract]
hi, i live a wonderful life
shoulda died twice, wonder who on my side
life always better keepin’ two on the side
need no music when my n-gg-s arrive, we in van nuys
black van with some white guys
keep ya hand out waitin’ for the appropriate time
they ask a question like
“could you perform at my best friend’s birthday party?
with ya friends and go crazy, just bring the shotty
bring the loud one with the blonde hair”
makin’ out with zayn in a lawn chair
they kicked me out but i belong here
hear these songs n-gg-, see this long hair
see these videos, direct these hoes with no budgets though
how the f-ck did i land a f-ckin’ tv show?
met all my friends through kanye west
and i ain’t met him yet

[verse 2: matt champion]
just shaved down to the baby face
clothes on me cause it’s a holiday
fried, no sides at the restaurant
my sleep schedule like the power here, it’s never on
feeling like the past year a whole escapade
four cars, need a motherf-cking escalade
pack it up like a clown car
bet you know my name from here to hong kong
bet i get along
make some comma[s], come on, watch ’em sing along
ayy, err, err, put a night like (night like/life) dancing on a {?}
in the thunder car, rocked up in the lumma
incidental, i be better by the summer
i be better by the winter
i be hoppin’ in the rental
maybe tesla for all my missus sitting in the volvo
d-mn. shouldn’t my life?
hmmmmmmm…
sorry, do it all here

[verse 3: ameer vann]
i’m moon-walking on the sun, hot
i used to live where the guns popped
made some records then we moved out
turned rap into the new pop
bandanna, i’m the new pac
i been blowing up, i can’t stop
they need my n-gg-s in the white house
i do business with the white folks
bring that money back to black folks
flip it, stimulate the cash flow
economic, but i speak ebonics
la turned me to an -sshole
i been shopping down on melrose
still a n-gg- but i’m living different
i been looking at the bigger picture
so i don’t hear ’em when they talking to me

[verse 4: dom mclennon}
i just wanna finally fall in love with
maybe someone i can binge drugs with
living like a prince but i’m dove-less
playing my emotions, you a dumb b-tch
everybody talking on some gun sh-t
they don’t even know where the bus sit
cry n-gg- [?] a f-cking kick back
gotta leave those soft n-gg-s at the kickback
splittin’ all my problems like a kit-kat
i finessed the night that we slipped up
i could let you know where i’m next at
tell my baby girl where the brakes at
you know i got number one pick stats
catch me on the field, it’s a mismatch
more like an eclipse she couldn’t miss that
putting my appearance where my chips at

[outro: joba]
la-de-da-de-da-de-da
(la-de-da-de-da-de-da, do-walla, do-walla)
(la-de-da-de-da-de-da, do-walla, do-walla)
la-de-da-de-da-de-da
(la-de-da-de-da-de-da, do-walla, do-walla)
(la-de-da-de-da-de-da, do-walla, do-walla)

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