🎵 SATURATION 301 (BACK N’ FORTH) // by BROCKHAMPTON

20 ContributorsSATURATION 301 (BACK N’ FORTH) Lyrics [Verse 1: Merlyn Wood] MERLYN! Bet she flicking like Tiger the tee And she make her wanna hold onto me And she wanna rip my tee And she wanna do hunting Ain't see nothing, I don't do no fret I don't do no, no Skyping thing I don't do no, no texting thing I don't do no best friending— MERLYN! [Verse 2: Kevin Abstract] I hold my hands above everything I fuck the world up, a wedding ring I hold the mic like I'm Heather B I hold the mic up, let the world let me See all the things that I want to see One-two-three, right in front of me Back in the day when my sister let me Watch MTV before I sleep [Chorus: Kevin Abstract] La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la [Verse 3: Dom McLennon] I don't see opposition near Shoot the frame like I'm Lars von Trier Won't succumb or run from my fears For the Melancholia from my peers Cloud above my head, hide my tears Hydroplane while I'm shifting gears Loop-de-loop down Mulholland Drive Hope I land in a newer life On a new star, at a new pitch In a new world with a new whip Hit light speed when I tap that gas I won't hide from what's in my past I don't need you lames in my life Don't need fame to go shine my light Bigger picture ain't in your sight I'ma paint a vision, IMAX tonight [Verse 4: Ameer Vann] I paid for fame, I should've kept my receipts Sold my soul for a handful of weed Still got holes in my hands and my feet I turn pain into Sprite with the lean Mark of the beast Real big dog need a bone and a leash I see demons when I'm fallin' asleep Shadows leaning like they following me Sold-out show, but I'm still alone Dress my best when I feel depressed So I ain't taking no shit tonight Quarter ounce of that kryptonite Burn it down and I feel alright I can't seem to outrun my problems I get high and I never solve 'em Roll it up and I burn my sorrow [Chorus: Kevin Abstract] La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la [Verse 5: Matt Champion] Front seat, back seat, also in shotgun Bangin' on the door like we gon' fuck it all up All these living means they ain't fuckin' with me Bet you thought babygirl had me down to a T Take one to the drug spot, one to the bank One to the summer till ya see what y'all think Six feet under block, opp need a angel (angel) Bean bags under my eyes like a zombie (zombie) Someone lift the top like a purple badge (woo woo) Weird eye color make ya bug out When I scroll through, little me in my head, voodoo Goo goo goo joob, early birdie get the Beatle Fuck it up, let the meter run (Meter run, meter run) Life's short, have a little fun (Little fun, little fun) I don't give a fuck about you, yes, I gotta run Need a smoke, damn, black lung [Chorus: Kevin Abstract] La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la [Bridge: Kevin Abstract] Back and forth, no, I can't lie Arrive at your front door, I came high, fo' sho' Is this what you want to be? Is this what you want to be? (fo' sho') Tell me what you wanna be, tell me who you gonna be (Cool) Back and forth, no, I can't lie Arrive at your front door, I came high, fo' sho' Is this what you want to be? Is this what you want to be? (fo' sho') Tell me what you wanna be, tell me who you gonna be (Cool) [Chorus: Kevin Abstract] La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la La la la la, la la la, la la la [Outro: Kevin Abstract] La la Ah la la la La la la la La la la La la la La la la la La la la la La la La la la la