The group released their first mixtape All-American Trash in 2016. Their debut album SATURATION was released on June 9, 2017, followed by SATURATION II on August 25 and SATURATION III on December 15, 2017. On March 30, 2018, BROCKHAMPTON announced that they had signed a record deal under RCA Records.
In the summer of 2018, the group parted ways with vocalist Ameer Vann over accusations of sexual misconduct. Their album which was set for release, titled Puppy, was thrown out after the incident. Three tracks from the album were reworked and released over subsequent weeks throughout the summer, including “1999 Wildfire”, “1998 Truman” and “1997 Diana”
On September 21, 2018, the boyband released their fourth studio album, Iridescence, recorded in London's iconic Abbey Road Studios over ten days. It was their major-label debut, as well as their first album since Ameer Vann's departure following sexual misconduct allegations.
The album marked BROCKHAMPTON's first number-one album, as the album debuted at #1 on the Billboard 200 Chart. The album sold 101,000 copies in its first week and was released just weeks before the band embarked on their first tour without ex-member Ameer.
BROCKHAMPTON returned in 2019 which a string of singles, “I Been Born Again”, “If You Pray Right”, “Boy Bye”, and “No Halo”. GINGER is the fifth studio album by American hip-hop collective Brockhampton. It was released on August 23, 2019, through the band's label Question Everything and RCA. It features slowthai, Deb Never, and the band's members.
2020 was the first year since 2016 that they did not officially release a project; instead, Brockhampton began streaming weekly on Twitch and Instagram to DJ and premiere new songs, which would also be posted to and deleted from their YouTube channel regularly. However, none of these songs were officially released on streaming services due to challenges with sample clearance. This era was dubbed "TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES".
In 2021, BROCKHAMPTON returned with their sixth album, Roadrunner: New Light, New Machine, released on April 9th. The singles for the album included “Buzzcut” and “Count On Me”. The album included features from Danny Brown, JPEGMAFIA, A$AP Rocky, A$AP Ferg, SoGone SoFlexy, Charlie Wilson and Baird.
On January 14, 2022, the band announced that they would no longer be performing as a group and would go on indefinite hiatus after their 2022 Coachella performances. On April 16, 2022, during the first of said Coachella performances, BROCKHAMPTON announced a final album that would arrive the same year. The title of this album, The Family, was revealed in late October, and the album was released on November 17, 2022. However, the band announced another surprise follow-up album TM that would release the following day, November 18, 2022.
GUMMY
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics
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Y acabamos de robar un banco
These niggas take me for granted, what would hap' if I vanish?
Bet a hunnid they'd panic, my shooters only speak Spanish
Keep my heart with my dogs, keep my car in the yard
I can't drive it nowhere so I let you niggas take off
Seen the shit that they drop, that shit not instantly hot
I give that instant re-bop, that replay value go off
That make my value go up, I keep that bow in my cup
My niggas rolling, got that going with a thousand to bust
That nigga Kevin can't rap, he too sappy with his shit
He don't rep me with his shit, he on that teenage bullshit
And he 'bout 20 and shit, when he let go of that shit
He'll prolly be a little colder, y'all agree with me shit?
That nigga need to act his age, he ain't acting like a grown up
Ain't that boy from Texas? He ain't acting like a soldier
Knew that boy in high school, man that nigga wasn't awkward
And I know his mama, man that nigga just a liar
Cash don't last, my friends will ride with me
Keep 'em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won't bother us again
I don't wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
Cash don't mean shit (shit)
Cried my last tears, bitch
Cashed my last check (check)
Cash don't mean shit (shit)
Cash don't mean shit (shit)
Cried my last tears, bitch
Cashed my last check (check)
Cash don't mean shit (shit)
Call me king of the niggas, I need a crown made of thorns
God said let there be light, on the day I was born
Step off the ship with the slaves, then I go hit the stage
I just left in a whip, all I need is a chain
I don't trust no niggas, and I don't trust no bitch
'Cause people talk too much, I bought a black four-fifth
And a brand new clip, that's my new best friend
'Cause I'm a brand new nigga, In a brand new crib
I ain't sellin no more, but got my hand in the zip
Whitey gave me the check, I ain't ask for the fame
I used to deal with the grams, 'till they put the cam on my face
Now I'm evading the law, I'm on a high-speed chase
I'm in a big ass truck, I tell 'em get out the way
I gotta couple of warrants, so I'm leaving my state
Now I'm in Cali today, with the sun on my face
I got a bag of the gas, and a blunt I can face
How I'm gon' move at your pace, I'm busy settin' the tone
You think we runnin' together, I'm in a lane of my own
Don't got no friends in this game, it's me and my brothers alone
They thinkin' that we competing, that shit depletin' my bones
I don't need all that energy, they just fuck up my chakras
I put my heart in a locker, they love me when I'm a martyr
They hate me when I'm myself, I can't barter with that
You watch us charter these tracks, it's sticking like tartar and plaque
I need a parlour of plaques, need lobsters and helicopters
I need peace for my niggas, need darker skin for all my doctors
I like to speak like a scholar, like to think like a nigga
In this world I can't wander, no honor behind the trigger
I could get shot in my back, and they'd tell the world that I fought 'em
"We ain't taught 'em nothin' new, but somehow they been gettin' smarter"
That's what they sayin' in private, speaking from that entitlement
We still workin' for titles, and makin' tidal environments
Cash don't last, my friends will ride with me
Keep 'em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won't bother us again
I don't wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
Cash don't last, my friends will ride with me
Keep 'em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won't bother us again
I don't wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
Fuck, put ya ante up, riding in the limousine
I'm stuck on some bud I hit, under concrete canopy
Fuck all this energy, you just wanna bring me down
Fuck all your energy, you just wanna bring me down
Fuck with the windows up, blowin' past the exit now
Up like a money shot, swerve into the sunset
Me and all my boys jet, swervin' like a donut
Off off off off, swervin' like a donut
Nigga what
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
Nigga what
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
Nigga what
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
Nigga what
The lyrics to BROCKHAMPTON's song GUMMY are cryptic and have multiple interpretations. The lyrics cover a range of themes, including trust, loyalty, money, and success, and are sung in a conversational tone. The first two lines are in Spanish and translate to "My name is Roberto, and we just robbed a bank." This sets the tone for the rest of the song, which revolves around the theme of living on the edge and taking risks.
In the first verse, it's evident that the singer feels undervalued and taken for granted. He also discusses his "shooters," who only speak Spanish, implying that he is a part of a dangerous criminal network. The second verse talks about trust, and how the singer does not trust anyone in the game, including his own friends. He even goes so far as to say he doesn't trust himself when he is in this world. The final verse is about the hunger for success and the struggle for credibility. The singer expresses his desire to be recognized and respected in the rap game and to leave his mark on it.
Overall, the lyrics to GUMMY are complex and showcase the harsh realities of life on the margins of society. The themes of risk, trust, and success come together to form a powerful commentary on society, particularly the American dream.
Line by Line Meaning
Me llamo Roberto
My name is Roberto
Y acabamos de robar un banco
And we just robbed a bank
These niggas take me for granted, what would hap' if I vanish?
People don't appreciate me, what would happen if I were gone?
Bet a hunnid they'd panic, my shooters only speak Spanish
I bet they would panic, but my shooters only speak Spanish
Keep my heart with my dogs, keep my car in the yard
I keep my heart with my friends and my car in the yard
I can't drive it nowhere so I let you niggas take off
I can't drive it, so I let my friends use it
Seen the shit that they drop, that shit not instantly hot
I've seen what others put out, it's not instantly popular
I give that instant re-bop, that replay value go off
But my music is instantly catchy and has great replay value
That make my value go up, I keep that bow in my cup
This makes me more valuable, and I keep that champagne flowing
My niggas rolling, got that going with a thousand to bust
My friends are ready to go with a thousand dollars to spend
That nigga Kevin can't rap, he too sappy with his shit
My friend Kevin can't rap, he's too emotional with his music
He don't rep me with his shit, he on that teenage bullshit
He doesn't represent me with his music, he's onto teenage drama
And he 'bout 20 and shit, when he let go of that shit
And he's about 20 years old, he needs to grow up and move on
He'll prolly be a little colder, y'all agree with me shit?
He'll probably be a little more distant, do you agree?
That nigga need to act his age, he ain't acting like a grown up
My friend needs to act his age, he's not acting like an adult
Ain't that boy from Texas? He ain't acting like a soldier
Isn't he from Texas? He's not behaving like a soldier
Knew that boy in high school, man that nigga wasn't awkward
I knew that boy in high school, he wasn't weird then
And I know his mama, man that nigga just a liar
And I know his mother, he's just a liar
Cash don't last, my friends will ride with me
Money doesn't last, but my friends will stick with me
Keep 'em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
I keep them close, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won't bother us again
When the guns fire, they won't bother us again
I don't wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
I don't want to do it, but people keep pushing me
Cash don't mean shit (shit)
Money doesn't mean anything
Cried my last tears, bitch
I've cried my last tears, bitch
Cashed my last check (check)
I've cashed my last paycheck
Call me king of the niggas, I need a crown made of thorns
Call me the king of black people, I need a crown made of thorns
God said let there be light, on the day I was born
God said let there be light on the day I was born
Step off the ship with the slaves, then I go hit the stage
I'll step off the slave ship then perform on stage
I just left in a whip, all I need is a chain
I just left in a car, all I need is a chain
I don't trust no niggas, and I don't trust no bitch
I don't trust anyone
'Cause people talk too much, I bought a black four-fifth
Because people talk too much, I bought a black gun
And a brand new clip, that's my new best friend
And a new magazine, that's my new best friend
'Cause I'm a brand new nigga, In a brand new crib
I'm a completely new person in a new house
I ain't sellin no more, but got my hand in the zip
I'm not selling drugs anymore, but I'm still involved
Whitey gave me the check, I ain't ask for the fame
White people gave me money, I never asked for fame
I used to deal with the grams, 'till they put the cam on my face
I used to sell drugs, until they recorded me
Now I'm evading the law, I'm on a high-speed chase
Now I'm running from the police in a car chase
I'm in a big ass truck, I tell 'em get out the way
I'm in a big truck, telling other drivers to move
I gotta couple of warrants, so I'm leaving my state
I have a couple of arrest warrants, so I'm leaving my state
Now I'm in Cali today, with the sun on my face
Now I'm in California today, enjoying the sun
I got a bag of the gas, and a blunt I can face
I have marijuana and a blunt to smoke
How I'm gon' move at your pace, I'm busy settin' the tone
I'm not going to move at your pace, I'm setting the tone
You think we runnin' together, I'm in a lane of my own
You think we're working together, but I'm doing things my own way
Don't got no friends in this game, it's me and my brothers alone
I have no friends in this industry, only my brothers
They thinkin' that we competing, that shit depletin' my bones
They think we're competing, but it's draining me
I don't need all that energy, they just fuck up my chakras
I don't need that negative energy, it messes with my chakras
I put my heart in a locker, they love me when I'm a martyr
I keep my emotions locked away, they only like me when I suffer
They hate me when I'm myself, I can't barter with that
They hate me when I'm honest, I can't change that
You watch us charter these tracks, it's sticking like tartar and plaque
You watch us create these songs, they're sticking like tartar and plaque
I need a parlour of plaques, need lobsters and helicopters
I need a room filled with awards, and luxurious things
I need peace for my niggas, need darker skin for all my doctors
I want peace for my friends, and more black doctors
I like to speak like a scholar, like to think like a nigga
I want to speak like an intellectual, but think like a black person
In this world I can't wander, no honor behind the trigger
I can't wander in this world, there's no honor in killing
I could get shot in my back, and they'd tell the world that I fought 'em
I could get shot in the back, and they'd say it was my fault
"We ain't taught 'em nothin' new, but somehow they been gettin' smarter"
"We haven't taught them anything new, but somehow they've been getting smarter"
That's what they sayin' in private, speaking from that entitlement
That's what they're saying privately, speaking from a place of privilege
We still workin' for titles, and makin' tidal environments
We're still working for recognition, and creating large-scale effects
Fuck, put ya ante up, riding in the limousine
Put your money on the line, we're riding in a limousine
I'm stuck on some bud I hit, under concrete canopy
I'm high on some weed I smoked, under a concrete overpass
Fuck all this energy, you just wanna bring me down
I don't want any negative energy, you're just trying to bring me down
Fuck all your energy, you just wanna bring me down
I don't want any of your negative energy, you're just trying to bring me down
Fuck with the windows up, blowin' past the exit now
Windows up, driving past the exit now
Up like a money shot, swerve into the sunset
Uplifted like a feeling of success, swerving into the sunset
Me and all my boys jet, swervin' like a donut
Me and all my friends are speeding, swerving like a donut
Off off off off, swervin' like a donut
Speeding and swerving, like a donut
Nigga what
What do you mean?
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
(Come closer, if you want to)
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Ameer Vann, Ian Simpson, Dominique Simpson, Isaiah Merriweather, Jabari Manwarring, Matthew Garrett Champion, Romil Hemnani, Russell Evan Boring, William Anku Kraka Mawuli Ando Wood
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