Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BROCKHAMPTON
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Simpson
Composer
Matt Champion
Composer
Romil Hemnani
Composer
Dominique Simpson
Composer
Russell Boring
Composer
Jabari Manwarring
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Romil Hemnani
Producer
Kevin Abstract
Producer
Russell Boring
Mixing Engineer
Jabari Manwarring
Producer
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
**** talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
**** talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give me more, more
**** talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
**** talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give me more, more
[Verse 2]
Kiss the shoulder, hop in the Corolla
These bitches talkin' shit like the bottom of porta-potties
Bright ass yellow teeth, you a shit talker
Gossip, legs movin' like a salsa dancer
Drunk, fallin' out ya car like a flaccid dick
Aww man, god damn
What the fuck wrong with ya?
Say it to my face pussy ass boy
Need an Altoid for your hot breath
Like a hot mess, pop your biceps
Cue the roid rage
[Verse 3]
I think I got like five more albums inside my mind
This that shit, that do or die, make your grandmama cry
Keep some baggy jeans on me, keep a Billie Jean on me
Got that New Orleans on me, smellin' like a queen to ya
[Verse 4]
Cu-cu-cucumber lemonade, I need something fresh today
Barber make the texture fade, actin' out like it's charades
Strawberry sweater fleece, baby, give me something sweet
We don't gotta be discrete, moonwalking between the seats
[Verse 5]
Hit on that beat and then stop (Ahh!)
Hop on that booty like who the hell cutie
Like I don't know cootie
My momma ain't raise no bitch ass
Ain't no kiss ass, ain't no
Get the fuck out of my face now [burp]
Get the fuck out of my way now
You are so far off my level, stop
[Verse 6]
In the barber shop with my ****, ay
I ain't never soft for my ****, ay
I ain't never copy no ****, ay
So quit talkin', bitch ****, (Quit yo talkin', bitch) ay
Ay, I wanna buy a Jeep, ay, that's my energy
Trilogy, that's history, Southside, baby, rest in peace
[Verse 7]
Uh, Lordy Lordy, testify, yeah
Got explosives in my mind, yeah
Search for feelings I can't find, yeah
I'm a ghost because I grind, yeah
Made a deal with Father Time, yeah
Told me, "Find a way to shine", yeah
"I can make you live forever"
"All you gotta do is dance until you die", yeah
[Verse 8]
**** talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
**** talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give me more, more
**** talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
**** talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give me more, more
Ten, nine, Eight, seven, Six, five, Four, three, Two, one, yay!
Written by: Dominique Simpson, Ian Simpson, Jabari Manwarring, Matt Champion, Romil Hemnani, Russell Boring
