Letra da Música Infatuation de Brockhampton

You fired, you fired (for joie!)
Shorty shot, shorty shorty shot
Shorty shorty shot- (x8)
Shorty shot me out the atmosphere
Well this one year
I was flying high in the pimp plane atmosphere
Shorty shot, shorty shorty shot
Shorty shorty shot- (x8)
Shorty shot me out the sky, well this one year
I was flying high in the pimp plane atmosphere

If she could, she could see my final form
I could see you majin buu-in'
On my dragon balls
What you need a map
And backpack just to find the one?
Dora, dora come home
You been searchin' too long

Shit
High-waist jeans with a kid
Shorty always flexin' on the 'gram
Tight, tight jeans
With a rack make me go on a rant
Shorty, but your attitude rank
Drunk at the club with your girls
Only here for the drinks
Untouchable data, unmeasurable playa'
God, the moderator, I ain't sayin' I'm hittin'
I'm was just wondering
If I could call at your number
If I was ever in trouble
If I could take you home
I ain't a doper, you ain't a smoker
I'm hopin' to get to know you
I wonder if I could get you gone, girl
I was lookin' for ride-or-dies
And there you came through
With your false disguise
I ain't fuckin' around no more
Don't hear me, all she hear was sha-la-la-la

If she could, she could see my final form
I could see you majin buu-in'
On my dragon balls
What you need a map
And backpack just to find the one?
Dora, dora come home
You been searchin' too long

We all gonna die one day
Man ain't that crazy?
She said thats an odd way
Convince me to be your lady
That be why you bae, but you is not my baby
I met these three black girls
Ocian, jurnee, and mercedes
One's a queen, one's narcoleptic
And one is crazy
Pickin' one lover's
Just like pickin' one daisy
I need at least a dozen
In my dm's on the daily
Why get your nose stuck
In one when you can sniff the bouquet?