BROCKHAMPTON
BROCKHAMPTON & Jazze Pha
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BROCKHAMPTON & Ryan Beatty
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BROCKHAMPTON & Ryan Beatty
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BROCKHAMPTON & Dijon
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BROCKHAMPTON & Ryan Beatty
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Played by Jazze Pha on IG, has his feature as well as Ameer’s. Official name revealed on 6/5/21.
Said by Dom on his discord to just be a reference track
[Intro: Jazze Pha]
"Ladies and gentlemen (Ladies and gentlemen), this is a Jazze Phizzle"
"Ladies and gentlemen"
"Ladies and gentlemen"
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold
I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can't go
Niggas that I don't know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
[Verse ?: Jazze Pha]
Like no pressure (No pressure!)
Like a pistol out the top dresser (Pew!)
My shit bang, I get cash, all 'hunnid dollar bills, no chingaling
Cool like the other side of the pillow (Aye!)
Caddy got white walls on it (Skrr, skrrt!)
Big daddy, got ice all on me (Blingin')
Super clean like Lysol, homie (Ooh)
You say it's some opps, I say it's a shame
That you would give me your body before your name
And I don't know why and I can't explain
I spin around like Michael Jackson (Uh-huh!)
Reminisce 'cause I'm 'bout that action (Uh, nah!)
Tryna get some satisfaction
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Jazze Pha, Joba]
My hands up, I let go, my mouth is getting cold
I know they come and go, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
My wrist is stuck on froze, places that I can't go
Niggas that I don't know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
Put my dogs in a pack formation
Niggas say my name when they agitated
Nigga learn better, you can ask yo' lady
Pretty bad thang, wanna have my baby
Nigga I'm rich, I'm just actin' broke
I don't understand what you hate me for
I got a big full of tender greens
I'll make it rain on my enemies
Got a [?] in my denim jeans
Got white folks tryna sue me
Cut the doors with my new Jeep
I fall in love with my new thang
Got a German Sheppard at the backdoor
I'm bout to get these bitches with they [?]
Kill these niggas with the same flow, I am unchained like Django
[Verse 2: Dom McLennon & Joba]
Martin had a dream for a nigga like me to show up like this
Why you gotta hate? Looking at my pace
With your face screwed; hope it get stuck like this
Never even cared to appear or adhere my career
Trust me, you don't gotta touch my shit
Pulling every card out the cuff, no bluff is enough to discuss
I won't be the one to rush that shift
Couldn't crush my gift even if I'm in a thousand pieces
Listening to menaces that pledge allegiance
To my every weakness, why they spreading secrets?
Called my dreams facetious, bet they can't believe this
Or they act like the world shoulda knew about me
All I know is they wanted to move without me
How they used to doubt me, but you can’t renounce me
Like la, la, la, la
[Outro: Matt Champion]
Thirty-two hundred on the
Thirty-two hundred on the
BIG FAT LIAR was written by Kevin Abstract & Dom McLennon & Matt Champion & bearface & Joba & Kiko Merley & Jabari Manwa & Jazze Pha & Romil Hemnani & Ameer Vann.
BIG FAT LIAR was produced by Romil Hemnani & bearface & Kevin Abstract & Joba & Jabari Manwa & Kiko Merley.