NEW ORLEANS (Explicit)

NEW ORLEANS (Explicit) - BROCKHAMPTON

Lyrics by：Dominique Simpson/Ian Simpson/Ciarán McDonald/Romil Hemnani/Matthew Champion/Jabari Manwarring/Russell Boring/William Wood

Composed by：Dominique Simpson/Ian Simpson/Ciarán McDonald/Romil Hemnani/Matthew Champion/Jabari Manwarring/Russell Boring/William Wood

Perfectly fine it's fine

Said n***a brother n***a brother what you livin' for

Is you gon' finish what you started what you quittin' for

They told me god gave me a mission

But I'm missing the supplies to complete it

I ain't the one you should read in I'm used to being defeated

So n***a brother who you standin' with

I'm independent 'cause these parties never planned for this

Brother n***a with a brain unintentionally swerving in every lane

The feeling's never the same you chase what you couldn't gain

I'm so accustomed to flames I couldn't tell you what's fire

Situation is dire hear them calls from the choir

The disposition acquired from my position on earth

Is telling me decapitate everything for what it's worth

When I die these words gon' need separate caskets in a hearse

I don't rhyme I freeze time and let these hands just do the work

I'm in tandem with my curse going manic since my birth

See the canvas as a planet I'm commanding with my nerves

Tell' em boys don't run from us

I been down too long cousin

I been down too long brother

Tell the world I ain't scared of nothin'

Tell the world I ain't scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

I'll build a different house with some different functions

Tell' em boys don't run from us

I been down too long cousin

I been down too long brother

Tell the world I ain't scared of nothin'

Tell the world I ain't scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

I'll build a different house with some different functions

Try to treat man like baby

Feel the teeth sink in like rabies

Boy you know you don't look fly

Dem gold chains turn your neck green bye

Nothin' different now all around now

Who you keep around now that's a big reflection

Don't like how they talkin' to me why they walkin' to me

Wear your s**t upon your sleeve so projectin' on me

Sense is your surround sound what's your take on me

Kill the eagle now what that make of me

Angle watch screen couple sips of tanqueray

I'ma throw a couple punches I'ma do it anyway

Chin up little son I slide in like the macarena

Lose time penne style spiced up jalapeñ o

Supersonic move through tunnel two- wheel cycle slightly savage

Better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor

Bustin' out the function highly comfortable

Got this mad ting on my body man my sweat lethal

Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival

I'ma call my own shots hit the audible

Impending death is the only sign of life

I'm throwing hail marys' til I die

Throw it up all I have is peace of mind throwin' up

Have my wings clipped I don't need them s**ts learn to fly again

Fast track to last place I swear I've never been up top

But I'm up here somewhere

Out here nobody can tell me s**t

S**t never mind what I did back then

You should take a look at yourself instead

Maybe you can find yourself love yourself

Here's to health and here's to wealth all together now

Tell 'em boys don't run from us

I been down too long cousin

I been down too long brother

Tell the world I ain't scared of nothin'

Tell the world I ain't scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

I'll build a different house with some different functions

Tell 'em boys don't run from us

I been down too long cousin

I been down too long brother

Tell the world I ain't scared of nothin'

Tell the world I ain't scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

I'll build a different house with some different functions

Hoo voodoo man

Mama took me to the church and I sang a hymn

Co- colonized christian

Now I'm losing my religion yeah

God d**n so narcissistic this millennium

F**k you and the bubble that you livin' in

I don't go to church but I'm so spiritual

Pulled my life out of dirt that's a miracle

If jesus was a pop star would he break the bank

All these diamonds in my face I'm shining like the day

I'm living in my prime man what can I say

If the service is an hour I'm an hour late