Текст песни ZIPPER - BROCKHAMPTON
Pretty
sure
I'm
maniacal,
but
what
do
I
know?
I
don't
know,
all
I
know
is
what
I
see
through
my
monocle
That
and
the
telescope,
keep
one
lens
on
the
money
flow
The
other's
gold
and
complemental
trusty,
well,
well
I'm
rollin'
down
hills
in
a
suit
through
the
mud
Throw
my
dress
shoes
in
a
fire
with
the
woods
Sit
back
and
relax
with
the
fumes
of
Everything
I
hate
in
the
world
Play
Mozart,
smoke,
my
cigar
on
My
estate,
keep
the
cars
parked
on
the
front
lawn
Neighbors
hate,
place
duct
tape
underneath
their
tires
And
I
wait
Sun
sets
to
blood
moon
horizons
Left
brain
and
right
brain
divided
Set
frames
and
watch
plays
inside
them
In
the
mountains
now's
where
you'll
find
him
I
smell
a
breeze
in
the
morning
I
feel
your
presence,
it's
warming
I
paid
attention
to
warnings
But
we
were
too
caught
up
in,
transforming
Ghetto
in
here,
flash
it
Ooh,
them
boys
stay
nasty
Floatin'
like
Aladdin
Them
the
ones
you
talkin'
to
Ghetto
in
here,
flash
it
Ooh,
them
boys
stay
nasty
Floatin'
like
Aladdin
Them
the
ones
you
talkin'
to
Ghetto
in
here,
flash
it
Ooh,
them
boys
stay
nasty
Floatin'
like
Aladdin
Them
the
ones
you
talkin'
to
Ghetto
in
here,
flash
it
Ooh,
them
boys
stay
nasty
Floatin'
like
Aladdin
Them
the
ones
you
talkin'
to
Lucky
days,
I'm
burnin'
the
four-sil
Your
boy
is
dusty
like
brush
up
a
fossil
Hear
that
shit
urk
like
the
noise
of
a
possum
Bitch,
I'm
a
king,
I
was
born
in
the
castle
Built
like
a
boxer,
I'm
ready
to
tussle
Fuck
on
my
baby,
I'm
ready
to
bust
one
Come
fuck
with
me
and
my
dogs
Hate
on
my
ass
like
in-laws,
uh
That
boy
stay
light
like
a
cheerleader,
um
She
want
me
filled
like
a
two
litre,
um
Eat
it
all
day,
watch
it
ricochet
off
Then
I
skrrt
off
on
that
Michelin,
aw
They
don't
got
nothing
on
me
till
I
pop
They
don't
got
nothing
on
me,
call
the
cops
I
hit
that
run
like
a
Heisman
boy,
run
it
back
Look
at
that
boy,
hit
that
runnin'
back
Shout
out
to
South
Central,
San
Marcos
I
got
addicted
to
soft
shell
tacos
Right
now,
it's
panties
and
ramen
noodles
Now
I
see
how
I'm
gon'
make
a
shooter
Stamina,
stamina!
I
used
to
be
holdin'
the
camera
Head
through
the
glass,
throw
your
window
up
Start
prayin'
to
me
like
my
handle
Cortana
We
like
Wu-Tang
but
I
feel
like
Santana
She's
lightskin
just
like
she
Hannah
Montana
Head
was
clean,
Tony
Fantano
Made
her
my
wife-a
She
can't
eat
'cause
she's
so
Bella
Confused
erection
Bad
hoes,
no
name,
brand
slave,
brainless
Ghetto
in
here,
flash
it
Ooh,
them
boys
stay
nasty
Floatin'
like
Aladdin
Them
the
ones
you
talkin'
to
Ghetto
in
here,
flash
it
Ooh,
them
boys
stay
nasty
Floatin'
like
Aladdin
Them
the
ones
you
talkin'
to
Ghetto
in
here,
flash
it
Ooh,
them
boys
stay
nasty
Floatin'
like
Aladdin
Them
the
ones
you
talkin'
to
Ghetto
in
here,
flash
it
Ooh,
them
boys
stay
nasty
Floatin'
like
Aladdin
Them
the
ones
you
talkin'
to
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