ST. PERCY
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics

I'm the same one you seen in the classroom, ayy
I haven't changed, I'm still the same person from the classroom

We was chillin' in the stall makin' crowds move, ayy
We were hanging out in the bathroom, making the crowds move with our music

Young K still posted in the A like a Brave
Young K is still living in Atlanta like a brave person

No chain, ya boys got what make my neck fuckin' bang
I don't wear chains, but I have something that makes my neck bang

Hangin' on your speaker, bangin' on your speaker, baby (Ayy)
My music is blasting on your speakers and it's making you move

Need to find a reason to make you believe me, baby (Ayy, ayy)
I want to give you a reason to believe in me

Young Nolan, PlayStation, controllin' (Ayy, ayy)
I'm controlling my PlayStation like a boss

Send 'em just to get out my head, and when it is over (Ayy)
I'm sending my thoughts away so I can clear my head

Roll over your soldier, no coaster
I'll roll over your soldiers without hesitation, no coasting

I toy 'em back whenever the storm is over
I'll take them down when the storm settles

Send it back up them boys, wanna feel the clover
I'll send it back up to them boys, they want to feel the luck

No closure, never reply to full orders
I won't give any closure, I won't reply to any full orders

My nigga so sculpture, such a short quota (Ayy, ayy)
My friend is making art, but he has a short amount of time

Police pull up on me, boy, I kept that cold shoulder (Ayy, ayy)
The police come up to me, but I keep a cold shoulder

Cup runneth over for a hunnid orders (Ayy, ayy)
I have too many orders, and my cup is overflowing

All I got is pennies, still want me to fuckin' flow, bruh (Ayy)
Even though I have little money, people still want me to perform

There's no love in the ghetto
There's no love in this neighborhood

Money, money, we are just gettin' get go
We're just trying to make money and get out of here

How you do that boy? Devil I'm bamboozled, yeah
You did that well, I'm impressed

Legs go up behind the head, like leopard and push it, huh
Someone is doing a flexible move with their legs

Give us space, we gon' drop, call it Grand Canyon, huh
We need some space to perform, and when we do, it's going to be huge

She bust back, blow a fuse out the damn canyon
She's performing so well that she's blowing a fuse out of the artists

Cirque du Soleil, okay (Yeah), roly (Woah)
Our show is like the Circus of the Sun, it's impressive

Poly, slide that (Uh), pole, yeah, (Hm) low blow (Ooh)
We're sliding the pole, it's a low blow

Now sing like a dodo (No), eyes get frost, they snow globe (Ayy)
Now it's time to sing like a bird that can't and your eyes are getting frosty

Stuck inside the corridor (Ayy), make me go so loco (Ayy)
Trapped inside the hallway, it's making me go crazy

Major League, I'm Sheen (Uh), call me wild thing (Uh)
I'm in the Major League, call me wild thing like the movie

She got strings all up the necklace like a violin (Ah)
There are strings all over her necklace, it looks like a violin

Upgrade that chada-ching, when that venom sting (Hey)
I'm upgrading my money game when I make that successful hit

I sound better than a motherfuckin' champion, man
I sound better than any champion out there

Run up a check, run up a check (Ayy, ahh)
Make a lot of money, make a lot of money

Until I miss, until I miss (Ayy, ahh)
Keep going until I fail

And they keep on hittin', my niggas ain't quittin'
We keep making hits and my friends won't give up

They wait 'til it drip (Wait 'til it drip, ayy, ahh)
They wait until the money is pouring in

Don't get on my list (Ayy, ahh)
Don't make me mad

I'm front of your bitch (Ayy, ahh)
I'm in front of your girlfriend

You sayin' you bad but I watch how you work
You say you're tough, but I'm watching you closely

Then I can't be convinced (Ayy, ahh)
Even then, I'm not convinced

Smokin', I might got habit, you know we comin', get tragic
I've been smoking, maybe too much, and you know our arrival will be significant

Money has never made a nigga
Money doesn't define a person

We holdin' all our money in the mattress
We're keeping our money safe in the mattress

Fire right back like a savage, chase away all of your pallet
We're firing back like savages and chasing away your energy

No I ain't for buryin' the hatchet
I'm not ready to forgive and forget

Take a quicker pick up like the bandits
We're taking something quickly, like bandits would do

And it's madness
It's complete madness

Uh, you got big boy money like you ready for war
You have a lot of money, like you're prepared for a war

You be talkin' like you really gon' run that dough
You talk like you're really going to spend that money

You be runnin' like the snot drainin' in from your nose
You're running like your nose is dripping snot

That's that ice cream, sugar, that cocaine throat
That's a reference to a drug-filled lifestyle

And this shit gon' bounce like my shin off your dome
This music is going to make your head bounce, just like my shin bounces off your head

And you know these boys deep, we ain't fittin' in it though
We have a lot of members, but we won't all fit in this situation

And my dogs they bark, Michael Vick on Fourth
My friends are barking fiercely, like Michael Vick's dogs on Fourth of July

But this shit long gone, why you hit my phone? (Whoa)
But that situation is over, so why are you calling me?

See how real it is, homie
See how real this situation is, my friend

See how real it is huh
See how real it is, yeah

Hell no
Absolutely not

Murder man, murder man
Killer man, killer man

Someone better hold me before this shit gets ugly
Someone needs to hold me back before this situation turns ugly

Murder man, murder man
Killer man, killer man

Someone better
Someone better do something about this

Murder man, murder man
Killer man, killer man

Someone better hold me before this shit gets ugly
Someone needs to hold me back before this situation turns ugly