🎵
LETRA
LIQUID I grew up all alone, my mom and dad fighting I moved around a lot, I did a lot of fighting I met my friend Ian, I seen a lot of cyphers I did a lot of writing Watch my uncles duck indictments I'm used to ramen noodles, victims of mental illness Products of neighborhoods with broken souls and wounded spirits Don't judge me by appearance (I moved to California) Started getting paid (nigga, you broke) shit's already boring Dash into the money like a hyphen, f*** a pipe dream, man Had this shit when I was in my diapers Burnin' through my diapers, hot shit It was hot shit, back when niggas looking for the Loch Ness Stuck 'round dip spittin' assholes, make they mamas bashful Got holes in my pockets so my shoes full of cash though Cigar, Fidel Castro, car full of Castrol See the sunset when I backstroke, can't swim but I could act though I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends Imagine having no friends, ay I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends, ay Imagine having no friends man I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends Imagine having no friends man... ay Imagine having no friends man
◎ Más canciones de Brockhampton
Ver artista#TítuloÁlbumDuración
- 11994 TONYA (ft. Jazmine Sullivan, Ryan Beatty)Single--:--
Brockhampton
- 21997 DianaSingle--:--
Brockhampton
- 31997 Diana (en español)Single--:--
Brockhampton
- 41998 TrumanSingle--:--
Brockhampton
- 51998 Truman (en español)Single--:--
Brockhampton
- 61999 WildfireSingle--:--
Brockhampton