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bnjii - brief eye contact!!! lyrics

part i

[hook]
we got a code 82 on metropolitan 50
just got back from unloyalty, sh+t did you miss me? (yeah yeah)
been here from the start, b+tch, i been on that (yeah, uh+huh)
me and your b+tch making brief eye contact (uhh)

[verse]
we got chemistry, sixty+six total, failing
i’m mature like passive
i’m not mature like aiden
the police are tailing
you can hear the sirens wailing
i’m leaving the country
i’m like jamie maling (nz)
i’m over the edge
i’m flailing, over the railings
talking of railings
did you hear the positions that sean put lenae bail in?
it’s a messed up world
beer drunk boys getting with dressed up girls
i thought you were linking a ten, sh+t (ten sh+t)
so tell me, why am i above her on your best friends list?
brief eye contact, b+tch
(brief eye contact)
[hook]
we got a code 82 on metropolitan 50
just got back from unloyalty, sh+t did you miss me? (yeah yeah)
been here from the start, b+tch, i been on that (yeah, uh+huh)
me and your b+tch making brief eye contact (uhh)

part ii

[verse 1]
i want people to know i’m not insane
get out your tweezers and pick my brain
i’m not some random guy
i don’t follow suit
only i reap what i sow
and what i sow is the new
i can change my future
i’m a mistake, i’m not an accident
hard making music when your main critic’s kitan balogun
if only i moved schools
i’m starting to have regrets
no+one thinks i’m autistic
but a blind eye might hear tourette’s
just because i’m trying to be funny which means i’m never correct
we just met, let’s go tesco’s
cl!ck and collect (cl!ck and collect, b+tch)
f+ck me
[hook]
pray and hope she forgives you
knocking on your door wondering who’s next
pray and hope she forgives you
knocking on your door wondering who’s next

[verse 2]
staring at blue rays at 3am, at least i’m not lonely
all i have is frank ocean and his albums
i just wish somebody would phone me
people bailing on parties, like b+tch, how long have you known me?
cos it’s not blushing i do when my cheeks are rosy (when my cheeks are rosy, d+mn)
i got flashy posters on my wall
during the night they fall
i get scared by the noise
so i’m up at 2am collecting them all
8 gauge shotgun and a day out
i wish some sh+t could wash my brain out
i wonder if drinking bleach could do the job
and there’s only one way to find a way out
maybe i’m way off, maybe i’m way out
like google slides i’m always changing the layout
a white girl and some blackmail
court of law, someone play the ball like the bail
i’m like mustafa haroon the way i hit on sixes
me and your missus both pulling b+tches

- bnjii lyrics

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