Big *** Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON
*** you
*** you, come up here then
Oh, wow, big ***
You guys ready?
Yo, yo
Shut yo *** ass up ***, uh
*** you to anyone that claim that they got me (Uh)
When my heart was low, it turn to kami-kamikaze
Respect was takin’ back my gallery, I’m finna spaz (Yeah)
The truth is everything we need, can we agree with that? (Yeah)
The group is over without being on the album (Huh)
I’m back and ready, Ciaran had to bring it out me (Huh)
I love to hate but these days I’ma keep it classy (Huh)
Niggas I made, I love to see them boys surpass me (Huh)
Flava Flav with the way we keep it nasty (Huh)
Jesus my Savior, own my masters like Master P
I can’t explain it, dawg, you know it’s how magic be
You gotta bring it if you gettin’ on a track with me
This *** a classic, ain’t even been out a week
The show is over ***, pleasе stop harrassing me
Stop asking me, it’s bad enough for me to deal with this tragedy
On my own (on my own, on my own, on my own)
What? On my what?
Oh, no, no, don’t, no
Listen to me ***
Ooh, boy, you still a *** boy, you ain’t doin’ *** boy
This that *** ***, boy, this that learn to destroy
The label needed thirty five minutes of music
It’s the true ***, *** *** out of Houston
Doin’, whatever the *** I’m ‘posed to do, yeah
Moshpit and there’s no surprise we ain’t get sued, yeah
Crowds go loco, we lean into their amusement
After shows taking photos with all the new fans
I don’t roll solo, need the crew to maneuver
Through the loose and dark and stupid kinda movements
Injectin’ hope into a generation of a lotta lonely *** sick of waiting
We ain’t taking all them punches to the *** faces
Just to let some *** niggas come around and say some fake ***
My every day lifestyle ain’t nothin’ but a hustle
Can’t nobody tell me ***, I made it out the jungle
My every day lifestyle ain’t nothing but a hustle
Gamble, slinging, doing stick-ups, nobody move a muscle
My every day lifestyle ain’t nothing but a hustle
Gamble, slinging, doing stick-ups, nobody move a muscle
