BROCKHAMPTON - JOHNNY lyrics

When I imagine myself on acid
I take step backwards and find
Dose to lap it'self
Giving daps and pounds around
My town to those who had the crown
Don't Don't Don't Don't let
Life pass yourself
When I imagine myself on acid
I take step backwards and find
Dose to lap it'self
Giving daps and pounds around
My town to those who had the crown
Don't Don't Don't Don't let
Life pass yourself

I could've got a job at McDonald's
But I like curly fries
That's a metaphor for my life
And I like taller guys
Could've got a deal if I wanted
But I like owning shit


And I like making shit, and I like selling it

Could've peaked when I was in high school
But I had bigger plans
Could've took the time out to find you
But you ain't understand
You don't gotta leave for them to define you
'cause what could you demand?
When everybody out to define
You without a circumstance

Anybody got Harry Styles' phone number?
Okay, I called him
And they said I got the wrong number
I was tryna be Pac when I was younger
Dreaming of better days
I don't see my mom no more
Remind me of bad weather days

If you got a problem with me
Try some other guy
I let you know I'm a dog, I eat the cat alive
But really, though, I'm alone
'cause I don't stick around
And yes, I know it's my fault
So put your finger down

I would keep this shit pent up
If it weren't for my mom
If it weren't for Dijon
Yeah, I don't like to lie
Guess it sound out the months
Should've opened up my mouth more
Show 'em what my fist for
Let 'em get a fistful, caught up in the lust
Man
Red running man, script killers on bedstand
Black eyes, bloody sheet
Bare where your feet stand
We should get a new plan
Maybe some more fans

I love it when the people go wild for me
I love it when the people go wild for me
I love it when the people go wild for me
Keep it wild for me, wild, wild, homie
I love it when the people go wild for me
I love it when the people go wild for me
I love it when the people go wild for me
Keep it wild for me, wild, wild, homie

Baby, I been trippin' off 'em
Tie me up and send 'em off
And I been on a mission for it
I just want my own apartment
I just want a space with my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again
Baby, I been trippin' off 'em
Tie me up and send 'em off
And I been on a mission for it
I just want my own apartment
I just want a space with my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again

I'm a shithead son, and I'm bad at growing up
I'm a shithead son, and I'm bad at growing up
My life ain't been the same
Since my dog died, since my girl left
I quit drinking and drugging and
Still can't get ahead
Been at a loss for words
It seems I'm destined to fall
Apart when I'm depressed it's all a test
Scream at God from my bedside
I glue my hands together
Life's got me hog-tied
There's no applause in the game of life
I just bought a car
And a new house, here's the cost to prove it
I spin a little wheel when I'm feelin' moody
And that's like all the time
Try not to mind the clock
Because my heart is ticking
I smoke a pack a day and
I wish I didn't, having some trouble quittin'
I have a couple vices
We had that show on Viceland
I was hardly in it, most the time, I'm hidden
Anxious, impatient and always
Wanting something different
I hate the way I'm feeling
I'm sick of chasing feelings

Baby, I been trippin' off 'em
Tie me up and send 'em off
And I been on a mission for it
I just want my own apartment
I just want a space with my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again
Baby, I been trippin' off 'em
Tie me up and send 'em off
And I been on a mission for it
I just want my own apartment
I just want a space with my old best friend
Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again