BROCKHAMPTON - N.S.T lyrics
[BROCKHAMPTON - N.S.T lyrics]
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties
Niggas stay talkin', they ain't about shit
Pull off, fetti stay in my wallet
Mind gone, mind gone insane
Yo, if you got a problem then
Don't call to me
Mans keep talking like he a prophet
(Woah woah)
No time to learn that we ain't 'bout it
(Woah woah) mind gone, mind gone insane
Yo, if it ain't a problem
Then don't call to me i said
Pardon the uh, technical difficulties
And I ain't taking "no" no more
Them niggas grew up on Screw
What the fuck dawg
Now we getting back to the beginning
The game a scrimmage, I play to finish
Remember them old days
I was fucking 'round with women
We was backin' up them drives
Like we was finished
Runnin' 'round Corpus, two door, I explore
Hit the gas then he floor it
We just took off with some more shit
Pray to God to keep my money straight
My four SUVs behind me like motorcade
Shot on that bitch at alarming rate
Chills in your body they
Glisten and shimmer like
You just went out of the armory, uh uh
Move he dippin and dive whenever you cry
I will arrive
Blood, sweat and tears will let you go fly
But how do you float, uh uh, staying afloat
Uh uh shoutout Big Chuck, Conan, and Bert
Shoutout Chris, Chloe, and Kelly
I'm going fast, you ready?
I keep the celly on silent
I hope the future is vibrant
For all of my brothers, all of my kin
All of my fans
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties
Big tr–, big tr–, big tr–, big tr
(The, the, the, the, the beginning)
Big trauma, stone-cold stunner (Woo)
Shotgunner, hot like summer
My lover, ain't no sucker
She'll break your windows, that's no fun, uh
Big trauma, stone-cold stunner (Woo)
Shotgunner, hot like summer
My lover, ain't no sucker
She'll break your windows, that's no fun, uh
Close the door watch me go
I'm gettin' close to God
Pimpin' ain't easy, niggas all resent me
While you talking big I'll be still pimpin'
Pimpin' ain't easy, niggas all resent me
While you talking big I'll be
Pimpin' ain't easy, niggas all resent me
While you talking big I'll be still pimpin'
Pimpin' ain't easy, niggas all resent me
While you talking big I'll be still pimpin'
I'm livin' in the Sou
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties
Niggas stay talkin', they ain't about shit
Pull off, fetti stay in my wallet
Mind gone, mind gone insane
Yo, if you got a problem then
Don't call to me
Mans keep talking like he a prophet
(Woah woah)
No time to learn that we ain't 'bout it
(Woah woah) mind gone, mind gone insane
Yo, if it ain't a problem
Then don't call to me i said
Pardon the uh, technical difficulties
And I ain't taking "no" no more
Them niggas grew up on Screw
What the fuck dawg
Now we getting back to the beginning
The game a scrimmage, I play to finish
Remember them old days
I was fucking 'round with women
We was backin' up them drives
Like we was finished
Runnin' 'round Corpus, two door, I explore
Hit the gas then he floor it
We just took off with some more shit
Pray to God to keep my money straight
My four SUVs behind me like motorcade
Shot on that bitch at alarming rate
Chills in your body they
Glisten and shimmer like
You just went out of the armory, uh uh
Move he dippin and dive whenever you cry
I will arrive
Blood, sweat and tears will let you go fly
But how do you float, uh uh, staying afloat
Uh uh shoutout Big Chuck, Conan, and Bert
Shoutout Chris, Chloe, and Kelly
I'm going fast, you ready?
I keep the celly on silent
I hope the future is vibrant
For all of my brothers, all of my kin
All of my fans
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties
Big tr–, big tr–, big tr–, big tr
(The, the, the, the, the beginning)
Big trauma, stone-cold stunner (Woo)
Shotgunner, hot like summer
My lover, ain't no sucker
She'll break your windows, that's no fun, uh
Big trauma, stone-cold stunner (Woo)
Shotgunner, hot like summer
My lover, ain't no sucker
She'll break your windows, that's no fun, uh
Close the door watch me go
I'm gettin' close to God
Pimpin' ain't easy, niggas all resent me
While you talking big I'll be still pimpin'
Pimpin' ain't easy, niggas all resent me
While you talking big I'll be
Pimpin' ain't easy, niggas all resent me
While you talking big I'll be still pimpin'
Pimpin' ain't easy, niggas all resent me
While you talking big I'll be still pimpin'
I'm livin' in the Sou
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties