BROCKHAMPTON - GINGER RADIO Cypher lyrics
[BROCKHAMPTON - GINGER RADIO Cypher lyrics]
All my hunnids blue
(O oh) , check the tags, dude (O oh)
Postmates pull up
(O oh) , that's my fuckin' food (O oh)
Chick-fil-a, uh
(O oh) , Postmates pull up, ayy, uh
I don't got nothin' to say
I don't got nothin' to say
Love me for life, dog
(yeah) , I want Phife Dawg (yeah)
Rappin' like Kevin Abstract
(Uh) on this track, dog (Ayy)
Nigga, I switch it up
(Ayy) , pull up a nigga, I hit it up (Ayy)
I see the nigga like, sit it up
You see the coupe and sittin' up
Ayy, twenty-fours, on the floor
Yeah, you see it, mane
(Ayy) room's clean, it's Houdin'
And I pay for them (Uh)
Ayy, ayy, master bedroom I got it
Yeah, I see the cliff in my closet, uh
Man, I got a crib in my closet (Oh)
And I got some ice on my momma (Uh)
And I got my momma's on a rocket (Uh)
I done be like Merlyn on a rocket (Uh)
I don't wanna socket (Shoutout Beza)
Shoutout Beza, that's my little sister
(Shoutout Florida)
Shoutout Florida, I'm the mister
(Shoutout Nate Day)
Shoutout Nate Day (Uh) , ayy
He the mister nine oh-four (Uh, yeah)
Pull up on the nine oh-four (Uh, ayy)
With a little nine oh-four
(Uh, Shout-, shoutout Nick)
Okay (That's your dawg) , Nick Holiday, that's my dog
Pull up on the nigga, like, uh, ayy
I don't even- i can't freestyle no more
(O oh) , check the tags, dude (O oh)
Postmates pull up
(O oh) , that's my fuckin' food (O oh)
Chick-fil-a, uh
(O oh) , Postmates pull up, ayy, uh
I don't got nothin' to say
I don't got nothin' to say
Love me for life, dog
(yeah) , I want Phife Dawg (yeah)
Rappin' like Kevin Abstract
(Uh) on this track, dog (Ayy)
Nigga, I switch it up
(Ayy) , pull up a nigga, I hit it up (Ayy)
I see the nigga like, sit it up
You see the coupe and sittin' up
Ayy, twenty-fours, on the floor
Yeah, you see it, mane
(Ayy) room's clean, it's Houdin'
And I pay for them (Uh)
Ayy, ayy, master bedroom I got it
Yeah, I see the cliff in my closet, uh
Man, I got a crib in my closet (Oh)
And I got some ice on my momma (Uh)
And I got my momma's on a rocket (Uh)
I done be like Merlyn on a rocket (Uh)
I don't wanna socket (Shoutout Beza)
Shoutout Beza, that's my little sister
(Shoutout Florida)
Shoutout Florida, I'm the mister
(Shoutout Nate Day)
Shoutout Nate Day (Uh) , ayy
He the mister nine oh-four (Uh, yeah)
Pull up on the nine oh-four (Uh, ayy)
With a little nine oh-four
(Uh, Shout-, shoutout Nick)
Okay (That's your dawg) , Nick Holiday, that's my dog
Pull up on the nigga, like, uh, ayy
I don't even- i can't freestyle no more