Biografía:
Brockhampton es un colectivo musical estadounidense formado en San Marcos, Texas, en 2015 y actualmente con sede en California. Dirigido por Kevin Abstract, Brockhampton se formó parcialmente a través del foro en línea "KanyeToThe", y se define a sí mismo como una banda de chicos. El grupo está formado por los vocalistas Kevin Abstract, Matt Champion, Merlyn Wood y Dom McLennon, los vocalistas / productores Joba y Bearface, y los productores Romil Hemnani
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Chorus]
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm Eb D
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm Eb D
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm Eb D
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm Eb D
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
[Verse 1]
Gm
Hi, I live a wonderful life
Eb D
Should've died twice, wonder who on my side
Gm
Life always better keepin' two on the side
Eb D
Need no music when my niggas arrive
Gm
We in Van Nuys, black van with some white guys
Eb D
Keep your hand out, waiting for the appropriate time
Gm
They ask a question like
Eb
"Could you perform at my best friend's birthday party?
D Gm
With your friends and go crazy, just bring the shotty
Eb
Bring the loud one with the blonde hair."
D Gm
Making out with Zayn in a lawn chair
Eb
They kicked me out but I belong here
D Gm
Hear these songs nigga, see this long hair, see these videos
Eb D
Direct these hoes with no budgets though
Gm
How the fuck did I land a fucking TV show?
Eb D
Met all my friends through Kanye West and I ain't met him yet
[Chorus]
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm Eb D
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm Eb D
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
[Verse 2]
Gm
Just shaved down to the baby face
Eb D
Clothes on me, guess it's Holiday
Gm
Fried, no sides at the restaurant
Eb D
My sleep schedule like the power here, it's never on
Gm
Feeling like the past year a whole escapade (uh-oh)
Eb D
Four cars, need a motherfucking Escalade
Gm
Pack it up like a clown car (honk, honk)
Eb D
Bet you know my name from here to Hong Kong, bet I get along
Gm
Make some commas, karma, come on, watch 'em sing along
Eb D
Ayy, err, err, butter knife like dancing on a knuckle
Gm
In the thunder car, rocked up in the Lumma
Eb D
Incidental, I be better by the summer
Gm
I be better by the winter, I be hoppin' in the rental
Eb D
Maybe Tesla for all my missus sitting in the Volvo
Gm Eb D
Damn, shoot 'em down like, hmmm, sorry, do it all here
[Chorus]
Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
D D Eb Eb D Gm
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
D D Eb Eb D Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D D Eb Eb D Gm
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
D D Eb Eb D Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D D Eb Eb D Gm
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
D D Eb Eb D Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D D Eb Eb D Gm
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
[Verse 3]
Gm Eb D
I'm moonwalking on the sun hot
Bb Am
I used to live where the guns popped
Gm Eb D
Made some records then we moved out
Bb Am
Turned rap into the new pop
Gm Eb
Bandana, I'm the new Pac
D Bb Am
I been blowing up, I can't stop
Gm Eb D
They need my niggas in the White House
Bb Am
I do business with the white folks
Gm Eb D
Bring that money back to black folks
Bb Am
Flip it, stimulate the cash flow
Gm Eb D
Economic, but I speak ebonics
Bb Am
L.A. turned me to an asshole
Gm Eb D
I been shopping down on Melrose
Bb Am
Still a nigga but I'm livin' different
Gm Eb D
I been looking at the bigger picture
Bb Am
So I don't hear 'em when they talking to me
[Verse 4]
Gm Eb D
I just want a friend to fall in love with
Bb Am
Maybe someone I can binge drugs with
Gm Eb D
Living like a prince but I'm dove-less
Bb Am
Playin' my emotions, you a dumb bitch
Gm Eb D
Everybody talking on some gun shit
Bb Am
They don't even know where to bust it
Gm Eb D
Cry nigga, gotta fuckin' kick back
N.C
Gotta leave those soft niggas at the kickback
Gm Eb D
Splittin' all my problems like a Kit-Kat
Bb Am
I finessed the night that we slipped up
Gm Eb D
I could let you know where I'm next at
Bb Am
Tell my baby girl where the brakes at
Gm Eb D
You know I got number one pick stats
Bb Am
Catch me on the field, it's a mismatch
Gm Eb D
More like an eclipse, she couldn't miss that
Bb Am
Putting my appearance where my chips at
[Chorus]
Gm Eb D Bb Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm Eb D Bb Am
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm Eb D Bb Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm Eb D Bb Am
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
Gm Eb D Bb Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm Eb D Bb Am
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm Eb D Bb Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm Eb D Bb Am
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm Eb D
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm Eb D
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm Eb D
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm Eb D
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
[Verse 1]
Gm
Hi, I live a wonderful life
Eb D
Should've died twice, wonder who on my side
Gm
Life always better keepin' two on the side
Eb D
Need no music when my niggas arrive
Gm
We in Van Nuys, black van with some white guys
Eb D
Keep your hand out, waiting for the appropriate time
Gm
They ask a question like
Eb
"Could you perform at my best friend's birthday party?
D Gm
With your friends and go crazy, just bring the shotty
Eb
Bring the loud one with the blonde hair."
D Gm
Making out with Zayn in a lawn chair
Eb
They kicked me out but I belong here
D Gm
Hear these songs nigga, see this long hair, see these videos
Eb D
Direct these hoes with no budgets though
Gm
How the fuck did I land a fucking TV show?
Eb D
Met all my friends through Kanye West and I ain't met him yet
[Chorus]
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm Eb D
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm Eb D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm Eb D
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
[Verse 2]
Gm
Just shaved down to the baby face
Eb D
Clothes on me, guess it's Holiday
Gm
Fried, no sides at the restaurant
Eb D
My sleep schedule like the power here, it's never on
Gm
Feeling like the past year a whole escapade (uh-oh)
Eb D
Four cars, need a motherfucking Escalade
Gm
Pack it up like a clown car (honk, honk)
Eb D
Bet you know my name from here to Hong Kong, bet I get along
Gm
Make some commas, karma, come on, watch 'em sing along
Eb D
Ayy, err, err, butter knife like dancing on a knuckle
Gm
In the thunder car, rocked up in the Lumma
Eb D
Incidental, I be better by the summer
Gm
I be better by the winter, I be hoppin' in the rental
Eb D
Maybe Tesla for all my missus sitting in the Volvo
Gm Eb D
Damn, shoot 'em down like, hmmm, sorry, do it all here
[Chorus]
Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
D D Eb Eb D Gm
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
D D Eb Eb D Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D D Eb Eb D Gm
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
D D Eb Eb D Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D D Eb Eb D Gm
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
D D Eb Eb D Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D D Eb Eb D Gm
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
[Verse 3]
Gm Eb D
I'm moonwalking on the sun hot
Bb Am
I used to live where the guns popped
Gm Eb D
Made some records then we moved out
Bb Am
Turned rap into the new pop
Gm Eb
Bandana, I'm the new Pac
D Bb Am
I been blowing up, I can't stop
Gm Eb D
They need my niggas in the White House
Bb Am
I do business with the white folks
Gm Eb D
Bring that money back to black folks
Bb Am
Flip it, stimulate the cash flow
Gm Eb D
Economic, but I speak ebonics
Bb Am
L.A. turned me to an asshole
Gm Eb D
I been shopping down on Melrose
Bb Am
Still a nigga but I'm livin' different
Gm Eb D
I been looking at the bigger picture
Bb Am
So I don't hear 'em when they talking to me
[Verse 4]
Gm Eb D
I just want a friend to fall in love with
Bb Am
Maybe someone I can binge drugs with
Gm Eb D
Living like a prince but I'm dove-less
Bb Am
Playin' my emotions, you a dumb bitch
Gm Eb D
Everybody talking on some gun shit
Bb Am
They don't even know where to bust it
Gm Eb D
Cry nigga, gotta fuckin' kick back
N.C
Gotta leave those soft niggas at the kickback
Gm Eb D
Splittin' all my problems like a Kit-Kat
Bb Am
I finessed the night that we slipped up
Gm Eb D
I could let you know where I'm next at
Bb Am
Tell my baby girl where the brakes at
Gm Eb D
You know I got number one pick stats
Bb Am
Catch me on the field, it's a mismatch
Gm Eb D
More like an eclipse, she couldn't miss that
Bb Am
Putting my appearance where my chips at
[Chorus]
Gm Eb D Bb Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm Eb D Bb Am
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm Eb D Bb Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm Eb D Bb Am
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
Gm Eb D Bb Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm Eb D Bb Am
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm Eb D Bb Am
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm Eb D Bb Am
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
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