BROCKHAMPTON - QUEER lyrics

Skinny boy, skinny boy
Where your muscles at?
Used to walk to work, eight hours
Take the bus back ain't no time to stop
Ain't no time for vacation
Y'all all want my spot 'cause you
Know that I am A1 all these pretty girls
They come running to our faces
I could do without, I could move without
I could do myself
I get in a rut, I feel depressed
I bang on my chest
I say, "Fuck 'em all" 'til I'm dead

First off, fuck Dolce & Gabbana
(Fuck em, fuck 'em)
Racist mothersuckers tryna be my pana
(Pana, pana)
Put that on me auntie and me mama
(Mommy, mommy)
Grab the Ghost, then I go right back to Ghana


(Skrrt) i came back again
(Ayy, ayy) , with the platinum (Ayy, ayy)
To the continent
(Ayy, ayy) , I came back again (Ayy, ayy)
I came back again
(Ayy, ayy) , with the platinum (Ayy, ayy)
To the continent
(Ayy, ayy) , I came back again (Ayy, ayy)

Don't go runnin' your mouth
Don't go runnin' your mouth
(Watch your lip, baby)
Don't go runnin' your mouth
Don't go runnin' your mouth
(W-w-watch your lip, baby)
Don't go runnin' your mouth
Don't go runnin' your mouth
(Watch your lip, baby)
Don't go runnin' your mouth
Don't go runnin' your mouth
(W-w-watch your lip, baby)

And Waco is far away, I don't even mind
As long as you stay right here
Right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don't even mind
As long as you stay right here
Right next to my side

Got a lot of things to say
That I could never finish
Told my mama, "I'll be back
Just gotta kill another mission"
Gimme thirty seconds and I'll make
Off with a billion every verse a heist for
All your underlying feelings
Got canaries on the window
Smell like roses on the ceiling
Oh what a–, oh what a–, oh, how appealing
Candy paint revealing all that
Bullshit you concealing
Fuck what you been hearing
I'm everything they fearing
I'm black and smart and sexy
Universally appealing
Genius what I'm dealing
Something they ain't stealing
They prohibited the potents
Might give you cirrhosis
Spaceship doing donuts, it's written
I'm the POTUS i'm focused

Don't go runnin' your mouth
Don't go runnin' your mouth
(Watch your lip, baby)
Don't go runnin' your mouth
Don't go runnin' your mouth
(W-w-watch your lip, baby)
Don't go runnin' your mouth
Don't go runnin' your mouth
(Watch your lip, baby)
Don't go runnin' your mouth
Don't go runnin' your mouth
(W-w-watch your lip, baby)

And Waco is far away, I don't even mind
As long as you stay right here
Right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don't even mind
As long as you stay right here
Right next to my side

Barre Baby, spilled syrup on my big wheel
You could call me lil nigga with the big crib
My lifestyle still the same, just a face lift
Silly niggas got me running out of patience
My whole life slowly turned into a daydream
I hit the bank with a smile on my face, man
Pretty women always pullin' at my waistband
Used to get arrested, all I get is checks now

And Waco is far away, I don't even mind
As long as you stay right here
Right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don't even mind
As long as you stay right here
Right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don't even mind
As long as you stay right here
Right next to my side
And Waco is far away, I don't even mind
As long as you stay right here
Right next to my side