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GUMMY
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics


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Me llamo Roberto
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

Overall Meaning

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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