MAUI 523 BROCKHAMPTON

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[Chorus: Merlyn Wood]
Make tracks, getting paid for the poems
Big racks, got figures in my bank
Big racks, hit the rim like Shaq
Big Shaq, hit the rim like Shaq, big Shaq

[Verse: Matt Champion]
No chip on my shoulder, hundred leagues under the sea
We live life like cheetah power up like Hummer diesel
Golden chain for niece and nephew
Pessimistic, I do not hang 'round them boys
Metaphysics, need another dimension I enjoy
[?] but my bag Chanel, told you get up out my shell
Make her bag in piecеs so my money buys some [?]
Ridin round the hurt and furnacе, heat when you sit your body out like strag
Got my bullshit, got my bag
Backwards, I ain't fallin like a tailspin on that vehicle
Remind me of my childhood, back when my night's good
Hoppin in that 95, burn for me the real set
Find me in the hills, [?]

[Chorus: Merlyn Wood & (Joba)]
Make tracks, getting paid for the poems (ooh)
Big racks, got figures in my bank (ooh)
Big racks, hit the rim like Shaq (ooh)
Big Shaq, hit the rim like Shaq, big Shaq (ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)