Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song STUPID, artist - BROCKHAMPTON. Album song SATURATION III, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Question Everything
Song language: English
STUPID |
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) |