BROCKHAMPTON - BREAK ’EM OUT lyrics
[BROCKHAMPTON - BREAK ’EM OUT lyrics]
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Meet me outside it'll be alright
Got drugs and we can share
Let's lose our mind tonight
I'm a slave to my feelings, uh
I made bread with my niggas, uh
I see that man in the mirror, uh
And I've been dying to kill him, uh
I told my nigga I'm good, mm
If you got it, you should, uh
I was addicted to wood, uh
I'm coming straight off the Suge, uh
School had doubted the bosses, ay
Sick of counting my losses, uh
We kept our hands in the closet, uh
I kept my heart in the faucet, uh
He took the train and was off it, uh
My balance stuck in his pocket, uh
Relax and be easy, uh
I taught you, I'm weaker, uh
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Spent the night outside your house
Drunk as ever, can't get better
And can't do better
You say I treat you like a sidepiece
Bought a Beretta, fuck a fella
Dressed in all black tryna find a
Way back to your mattress where I can relax
Where we would just laugh i could kill him
Don't like to play the villain
But I've been feeling bent
I cross my heart and hope to love
What's wrong with that?
(Can you turn me up on my headphones?)
Treat me like a kook
The weather getting good mans will manifest
They gon' see the way I cook
I said it with my chest
And became a different dude
Skrt off in the Hemi
Work hard, not for pennies
Imma make that money if
I'm outside sellin' green
Just for Japanese denim
I gotta be fresher than you
Last year I was destitute
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Meet me outside it'll be alright
Got drugs and we can share
Let's lose our mind tonight
I'm a slave to my feelings, uh
I made bread with my niggas, uh
I see that man in the mirror, uh
And I've been dying to kill him, uh
I told my nigga I'm good, mm
If you got it, you should, uh
I was addicted to wood, uh
I'm coming straight off the Suge, uh
School had doubted the bosses, ay
Sick of counting my losses, uh
We kept our hands in the closet, uh
I kept my heart in the faucet, uh
He took the train and was off it, uh
My balance stuck in his pocket, uh
Relax and be easy, uh
I taught you, I'm weaker, uh
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Break 'em out again, bombshell
To the mouth again
Feelings going south again and wait
Spent the night outside your house
Drunk as ever, can't get better
And can't do better
You say I treat you like a sidepiece
Bought a Beretta, fuck a fella
Dressed in all black tryna find a
Way back to your mattress where I can relax
Where we would just laugh i could kill him
Don't like to play the villain
But I've been feeling bent
I cross my heart and hope to love
What's wrong with that?
(Can you turn me up on my headphones?)
Treat me like a kook
The weather getting good mans will manifest
They gon' see the way I cook
I said it with my chest
And became a different dude
Skrt off in the Hemi
Work hard, not for pennies
Imma make that money if
I'm outside sellin' green
Just for Japanese denim
I gotta be fresher than you
Last year I was destitute