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Brockhampton

BROCKHAMPTON


Fmg Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Was at the cookout with my other, other, other man, mm
That done got me into some motherf*cking trouble man
Texas boy, the way I love it, love it, love it, man, mm
All these new niggas they stealin' but it don't hit the same, uh
Feel it in your veins, uh, nigga, I love my gang
That's why I f*ck my gang, mm, why I f*ck my gang, uh
Ain't no play today, these ain't just 808s, uh
This a murder case, uh, this a murder case, uh
Ain't no pushin' me, uh, uh, I shake your head, it deceased, uh
Ayy, don't hit on me, uh, uh, if that boy ain't seen it
He look at that nigga still breathin', I don't know what y'all seein'
Take my shirt off, run off, then I swipe that nigga's semen
[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
Uh, done being humble so I had to flex
Way that I rack up my bands make 'em sweat
40 acres and a mule on my neck
Better to talk to me with some respect
Heard they ain't make it, I couldn't have guessed
I'll cut the ram that connects to your vest
And I'm chiefing the keef of a pound of the best
Doin' it right, take a couple of steps
Had to keep climbing and catch the ascent
Made it look casual 'cause I'm a [?]
Studio gallery, yeah we [?]
Hold on exactly what do you suggest?
When I [?] you still invest
When I'm on Tinder, I get [?] at the scene
And when I leave, it's grotesque, it's a finesse, yes

[Verse 3: Matt Champion]
Way she throwin' it so fast you'd think she need some Tommy John
Surgery, nurse gon' pass me over, gimme that scalpel please
Diggin' through this shit like it was '06, polka jeans
Green Lamborghin' look like Bulbasaur, and his dad
Catch 'em all, bubblegum ain't allowed
Sittin' up on that terrace, drinking red wine with candle on
Thousand-dollar phone, what the hell I can't answer for?
I can't see the haters man, uh, Harry Potter cloak
Let this shit rock, we come in like a landslide
They don't call me up, they hit the cell, don't hit the landline
Feet up sippin' hibiscus, I'll burn my damn toes
See-saw on that cookie plate, I call that Atlanta crumbs
She from outta, whole friends commentating though
She from outta town, she never seen the ocean, wow
She asked me, what's my favorite place to spend a lot? Uh
That depends, like an eight dough bagel box

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Songwriter(s): Kevin Abstract, Dom McLennon, Matt Champion, Kiko Merley, Joba, Jonah Abraham
Record Label(s): 2022 Question Everything, Inc , under exclusive license to RCA Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment
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