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STUPID Lyrics Meanings
by BROCKHAMPTON


STUPID Lyrics

Merlyn, hoppin' out the vehicle, I feel like Batman
Hanging with directors, 'bout that action
So please don't stick and move in my direction
All I got to lose is my erection

I'm a black man with a deadly weapon (What drug reference, huh?)
I'm a real dog, we all go to heaven
But I been trippin' on the steps and I don't think I'll make it
I'm in this big house, still I'm suffocating

Carnival, my heart like a Supreme phantom
Goin' hundred speed, blowin' steam, I throw a tantrum
Judging by my face, my eyes slit like a python
I think she might hate me for a lifetime, ayy, ayy
Daddy crack and red, drunk, you pay for the pipeline
Goin' out the weather, leave my name, I'm goin' offline
I just want my shit to fit, Taylor just like Tiffany
Oh, they say I'm perfect
On my back, oh, man, they killin' me

Boys wanna play with my cell phone
But I don't want nobody to see what's in it
Boys wanna play with my cell phone
But I don't want nobody to see what's in it
Boys wanna play with my cell phone
But I don't want nobody to see what's in it
Boys wanna play with my cell phone
But I don't want nobody to see what's in it White burner, black burner
I do not discriminate
I am on a pilgrimage, so don't try to insinuate
Building up in instrument to aim it at the human race
Let it off in hopes that all the pain and stress disintegrates
I think you intolerant
When you do the most, it's moderate
I come with that gas that'll make you think I had a doctorate
What we do provocative
I ain't no apologist
Don't step to professionals and books, they move like hostages

America's favorite, I do my best and they hate it
It's like I'm stuck in the matrix and I'm stuck losin' patience
While they stuck on they day shift, I hate my boyfriend's fragrance
I'm a faggot, I say it, I scream that shit like I mean it
Yeah, I'm ugly and genius
I went from nothing to sleeping on Jon's couch
To makin' people bounce at every show that's sold out
You know who I'm talkin' 'bout
With ghouls all in my dirty mouth
Boys be on that silly shit so Billy 'bout to air 'em out

Boys wanna play with my cell phone
But I don't want nobody to see what's in it
Boys wanna play with my cell phone
But I don't want nobody to see what's in it
Boys wanna play with my cell phone
But I don't want nobody to see what's in it
Boys wanna play with my cell phone
But I don't want nobody to see what's in it

Writer(s): Ameer Vann, Clifford Simpson, Dominique Simpson, Isaiah Merriweather, Jabari Manwarring, Matthew Garrett Champion, Romil Hemnani, Russell Evan Boring, William Wood, William Anku Kraka Mawuli Ando Wood
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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