I Been Born Again Lyrics - Brockhampton

Hot on the deck like I'm wildin' for respect 

It's a three-peat, CC, bitch, you in the D-League 

Where you from, though? 

Can't come around here, this shit is gated 

We made it, happy belated, I see the race, yeah 

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 (Ooh) 

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 'Lac (That's right) 

Made 'em pray, stay bad 

Ayy, Dad, Hercules want his fuckin' waves back, stay strapped (Ooh, I like that, that's right) 

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Dancin' like a bad bitch, love on top my mattress 

Hope the good Lord catch this, I ain't tellin' backwards 

Lies is like an actor, Hollywood is batshit 

Mama 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 partna 'nem, devil keep on robbin' them 

Expressin' for myself, like I'm fuckin' Dennis Rodman (That's right) 

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? 

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When I line 'em up, you know that I'm shootin' (That's right) 

It ain't no one business who or what we doin' (That's right) 

Hit this gas, they break the glass and keep it movin' 

Tell you basic bitches, "I know I'm a nuisance" 

Sugar, yeah, gimme some 

Gimme dome, I'ma smoke some 

Y'all ain't want the smoke, been smokin' 

Garden gnome 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 

Dead on the nail, call me hammerhead 

Texas 'til I'm dead 

BBQ and cornbread, like I'm cornfed 

Here we go again, hit 'em one mo'gin 

Screwed 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' 

Me and my dogs ain't finished (That's right) 

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 

Get on your damn knees 

And pray sometimes with your muhfuckin' ass 

You oughta be ashamed of yourselves 

Get yo' muhfuckin' ass on out there 

That's all you gon' be, a muhfucker 

You oughta be ashamed of yourselves 

S-s-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 

S-s-s-s-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)