BROCKHAMPTON, Danny Brown — BUZZCUT

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Who let the dope boys out?
Thank God you let me crash on your couch
Who’s my God that I’m prayin’ to now?
Early two-thous, they tried to jump me in, Latino protection
Any direction, you gave me your blessing
Texan, I text him, I told him I got him
Told him I made it to Hollywood, all it took was a summer to fail
A platinum record not gon’ keep my Black ass out of jail
Truth prevails, this is real, miss my brother
I love my mother, drove all the way to Cali’ just to check up on me
Made her go home, felt the virus
Web of life is my weave, false dreams stripped by silence
Deals thеy had us sign; for years, it had me blind
Think I had to hit rewind and think about why I do shinе
Got my cousin doin’ time, he was barely pushin’ dimes
My whole family cursed, now get the fuck out my ride

—ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I
Nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Now, get the fuck out my ride
—ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I (Get the fuck out)
Fuck with me, give no shit, guess my ignorance is bliss
Now get the fuck out my ride
—ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I
Nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
So get the fuck out my ride
—ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I
If a killer say shit, then get these motherfuckers— (Get the fuck out)