Chick Lyrics - Brockhampton

Why you look like that? (he looks crazy as fuck) 

He look crazy as hell 

But he dress well (oh, my God) 

Why his face look puff? 

Why he look like that? (you look like a-) 

Why your hair like that? (like a chipmunk or something) 

Why your teeth like that? (or like a prairie dog) 

Why your cheeks like that? 

I got this shitty moustache, and a new haircut 

Short but tall enough to ride every ride, so it's fair enough 

Teeth crooked but my breath fresh just like the evergreens 

My attitude is bit like, a psys- fuck! 

You mean a psychopath 

I bet the marble feel good on your bare foot 

I'm in the backyard hidin' out like I'm Bigfoot 

And I won't cater to you 

Yeah, I'm not Carrabba's, and I ain't takin' orders 

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Here for the loot, and to inspire some of you 

To do what you do despite all the, "Fuck you's" 

'Cause they shit on your shit, stab you right in the back 

'Til you're shittin' on the toilet with Grammys in your lap 

Niggas talk a lot of shit, in a safe place 

Aimin' with they keyboard, they shootin' uppercase 

I'm bookin' tour dates, money in the suitcase 

Commander and the chief like, Barack Hussein 

Same nigga, two names, I am onto new things 

Flyin' out of Houston, lemme say a few things 

I don't give a fuck about you or your screen name 

I'ma be a star even if I say the same things 

'Cause them same things keep me on the wavelengths 

I dropped another verse so you gon' have to pay me 

Glock with no safety, seen niggas on the pavement 

Over gang affiliations, guns with extensions 

Seein' niggas get anxious, all these internet gangstas 

Photos 

I'm runnin' outta patience, nigga, stick to your day shift 

And watch what you're sayin', and please keep prayin' 

'Cause niggas talk big 'til that price on their head 

I feel these voices always drown out all the noise in the room 

They don't employ you for your purpose, they just need a platoon 

Another number in a line ready to march into tombs 

I ain't the one to assume, I put the coon in tycoon 

We colonizin' the moon, I see you look to the sky 

And start to wish it was you, sometimes I wish I was me 

Sometimes I'm watchin' my life 

I'm dissociated from what eats my heart up at night 

Sleep on a cloud of my strife 

I ain't afraid of the heights, they all afraid to appall 

I'm just afraid of excitement bein' a trip to the mall 

I need a summer to fall, I need a winter to spring 

Got all these seasons within me, buildin' a story to sing 

Don't need a dollar to dream, I need a billion, in facts 

I need a trillion in wealth, y'all niggas need to relax 

I wanna build up the culture, they wanna dream in the trap 

I took the zoom off my lens, and I saw the world in my lap 

I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag 

Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag 

I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag 

Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag 

I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag 

Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag 

I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag 

Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag 

I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag 

Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag 

I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag 

Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag 

I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag 

Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag 

I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag 

Keep the sand in the-