WINDOWS (Explicit) - BROCKHAMPTON/SoGone SoFlexy

Lyrics by：William Wood/Matthew Champion/Dalvin Serino/Dominique Simpson/Imondre Goss/Russell "JOBA" Boring/Ryan Beatty/Abhi Raju/Ian Simpson/Ciarán McDonald/Isaiah Merriweather/Romil Hemnani/Jabari Manwarring/Darryl Gibbs/Dominic Painter/Hasani Lateef Chapman/M. Ja

Composed by：William Wood/Matthew Champion/Dalvin Serino/Dominique Simpson/Imondre Goss/Russell "JOBA" Boring/Ryan Beatty/Abhi Raju/Ian Simpson/Ciarán McDonald/Isaiah Merriweather/Romil Hemnani/Jabari Manwarring/Darryl Gibbs/Dominic Painter/Hasani Lateef Chapman/M. Ja

SoGone SoFlexy：

S**t I was just talking 'bout

Just that grind the trenches just

You know what I'm sayin' just all that

I mean you you don't get the vibe of it

SoGone SoFlexy：

Feels good to get this s**t out the mud n***a

Made it from hard times it's still love for the slums n***a

We rob n***as just because n***a

And I'll serve you anything but nothing less than a dub n***a

And how it feel to be a dub n***a

I'm tryna be a better man but nothin' less than a thug n***a

I kill s**t just check my background

Bah

This murder gang s**t my campground

Check my résumé or ask 'round

Yeah

We just simply never back down

Nah

I caught a charge now I'm back out

I bet this carbon blow his back out

Gettin' money that's a fact now

Merlyn

B***hes they don't know how to act now

Merlyn Wood/Kevin Abstract：

The poor more polite but the floor not nice

No

Watch for your wife I'ma take her out your life

You know

She wet my white tee now it's like a wet wipe

Wet it

Respect my Tribe I'm a dawg like Phife

Get it

You love me like a check but my name not Nike

Get it

B***h my number not a lottery

I'm like don't even talk to me

Stop

Honestly wouldn't fly a Melbourne chick to Sydney

Go Merlyn Go Merlyn

All of these bars bought chains prison industries

Go Merlyn Go Merlyn

America did my people foul then give me shot for free

Go Merlyn Go Merlyn

While I watch Washington's wooden teeth in her booty cheeks

Kings of last century was livin' like peasantry

I don't even like sleep time is the only luxury

Matt Champion：

Sendin' a f**k you to you all

I'ma ship it laminated it got this s**t straight off the lot

We ain't renting no AVIS got the neighbors going crazy it's me Bari and Flexy

I can see through your bulls**t like your face was made of plexi'

Haha

I could f**k around and get to soundin' like I'm wildin' mane

Only crybaby is the one inside the bucket man

You I'm the bogeyman you never sleep again

Nightmares it's fright-filled the moment Freddy tuck you in

Stack my money higher than the foam atop a tidal wave

Lonely like the point guard at the key gotta isolate

Light it up light it up we bring the light show

Who the hell invited all they friends

F**k if I know

Yeah yeah yeah

Jabari Manwa：

They at your window

Them boys comin' for you

They at your window

Them boys comin' for you

They at your window

You better not tell no lies

They at your window

You know them boys outside

They at your window yeah-yeah

Them boys comin' for you

They at your window yeah-yeah

Them boys comin' for you

They at your window yeah-yeah

You better not tell no lies and they ain't comin' up here you should not tell no lies

Dom McLennon：

My pen could be a fortune teller or an ATM

It's got intentions of its own I can't even pretend

Every moment is a fight nobody can defend

The circumstances should've never been there to begin

I watch the clocks melt as the devil dances

The chances are slim to none that you could understand this

Lost language we incantin' pain campin'

Amongst the stillborn raindrops is where I'm standin'

I wake up breakin' up an eighth just to function

Rather be in neutral than continue to get sunken

All my n***as made it out the motherf**kin' dungeon

Tank has been on E but I gotta keep runnin'

What you finna lean on when our system is crumblin'

Everybody's reaching but they really end up fumblin' when they touchdown

Y'all don't appreciate in value like a bussdown

My s**t authentic they can never get enough now

Jabari Manwa：

They at your window yeah-yeah

Them boys comin' for you

They at your window yeah-yeah

Them boys comin' for you

They at your window yeah-yeah

You better not tell no lies and they ain't comin' to play you shouldn't tell no lies

Joba：

I can see the eye upon me when I close mine

D**g-induced comatose it's leakin' through me blind

The body is the temple I invite spirits

We crack riddles and giggle behind closed blinds

Born to bleed the brave and free

Got needs they gots to feed I breathe to see defeat

F**k police and authority never means nothin' mind f**kin' myself to sleep

Had to take it to the streets

Capitalistic greed plague our society like COVID-19

Those dirty hands that feed don't buy it

Government officials don't give a f**k about the children

What do you believe

Nothing's ever what it seems 'til you can't deny it

Flashpoints and flashbangs dictate defiance

History stuck on repeat in the loop of sirens

Terrorizin' always lyin'

God d**n tyrants don't play with knives kids

Ryan Beatty：

I tried to warn you

These boys they don't know you

Outside comin' for you

'Cause they don't love you and they don't know you

I tried to warn you

These boys they don't know you

Outside comin' for you

'Cause they don't love you and they don't owe you s**t

Kevin Abstract：

F**k the world and all that inhabit it

Inhabit it inhabit it

F**k the world and all that inhabit it

Inhabit it inhabit it

'Times is like f**k the world and all that inhabit it

Inhabit it inhabit it

Yeah n***a

We back up in this thing

Road

Sometimes it's like all or nothin'

Road

F**k the world and all that inhabit it

Inhabit it inhabit it

Sometimes it's like f**k the world and all that inhabit it

Inhabit it inhabit it

Sometimes it's like

Bearface：

Just pick me up in the four-door

I bless the beat we smoke and rain ash like Mordor

The warlord's comin' check the lamb for the slaughter

The envy's so green it should be flyin' a saucer

Yeah and when the pressure is on they gone

Ghostride whippin' not your friends no more so long

Snake sneakin' I'm feelin' like I'm missin' but never there

I'm still here b***h so God's winnin'

Lord willin'

Lord willin'

There's no ceilin'

No ceilin'

They all p***y

All p***y

Get out your feelings

Get out your feelings

They try and run it up but baby I'm chillin'

Uh-huh

I make my money then dip stay killin'

Stay killin' stay killin' stay killin'

Kevin Abstract：

Why you always start prayin' when that trouble come around

Why you always start prayin' when that trouble come around

There them boys go again

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