Artist: Brockhampton Album: Ginger Song: I Been Born Again Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Bearface] Hot on the day, like I'm wylin' for respect It's a three-peat, CC, bitch, you wanna delete Where you from, though Can't come around here, this shit is gated We made it, happy belated I see the race, yeah [Kevin Abstract] It's better if I try not to talk about the shit that's always on my mind Money on my mind (That's right), couple hunnids at a time Try to fuck me blind, duckin' down, hear me whine We outside now (That's right), milk carton in the back We don't like to fuck around with the niggas in the back Pullin' triggers in the light (That's right), made em' pray, stay bad Ayy, Dad, Hercules want his fuckin' waves back, stay strapped (That's right) Dancin' like a bad bitch, love on top my mattress Hope the good Lord catch this, I ain't tellin' backwards Last is like an actor, Hollywood is batshit Momma in the south still, gold all in my mouth still Rappin' 'bout dick still, and I lease a house still Move my nigga out still, need my nephew out here God gave me a good deal Miss my little niggas down low like a big wheel Bitch, I wanna hit still This shit for my part' and them, devil keep on robbin' them Expressin' for myself, like I'm fuckin' Dennis Rodman (That's right) [Merlyn Wood] Like I'm Dennis Rodman Diamond dentures for my partna dem (That's right) Golden rubbers from my pocket, friend Ain't no answer, that's my partna dem (That's right) She so bad, I let her touch my butt (Yeah) Merlyn, what the fuck [Dom McLennon] When I line 'em up, you know that I'm shootin' (That's right) If you know I been in sewer, you know what we doin' (That's right) Hit this gas, break the glass, and keep it movin' Tell you basic bitches, "I know I'm a nuisance" [Joba] Sugar, yeah, gimme some Gimme dome, I'ma smoke some Y'all ain't want the smoke, been smokin' Garden on shrooms, y'all, who is y'all? This what it mean to ball Okay, Chateau Marmont, Shangri-La Valet parking, drive a shit whip But I ain't broke bitch Rock my own shit, hit my own switch Watch the clock tick, never ran and hid Tell it like it is That arm and nail, call me hammerhead Texas 'till I'm dead BBQ and cornbread, like I'm cornfed Here we go again, hit 'em one more 'gain Screw up from The Woodlands Number six, been through hell Think I'm heaven-sent Ask the preacher man, said I need Jesus Like I ain't know Guess I found him, I am blessed man Breakin' dividends, let the money stack, see you copycats I ain't trippin', but copy that It's a wrap, keep my distance Where's Waldo, but we winnin' We in my all (That's right), 'till finish The real know what's a billfold You can't fold, I stay grinnin' No peekin' Go ahead and try harder You ain't gotta ask to put up with nobody You oughta be ashamed of yourselves You know what, "Damn" means? Then pray sometimes with your muhfuckin' ass You oughta be ashamed of yourselves Get your muhfuckin' ass on out there That's all you gonna do, a lover You oughta be ashamed of yourselves [Matt Champion] Send 'em out the door They ain't knockin' no more Send 'em-send 'em out the door They ain't knockin' no more Send 'em-send 'em out the door They ain't knockin' no more They ain't knockin' no more They ain't-they ain't knockin' no more Send 'em out the door They ain't knockin' no more Send 'em-send 'em out the door They ain't knockin' no more Send 'em-send 'em out the door They ain't knockin' no more They-they-they ain't knockin' no more They ain't-they ain't knockin' no more (That's right)