BROCKHAMPTON - 1997 DIANA Lyrics






[Kevin Abstract:]
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, yay!

Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more

[Matt Champion:]
Kiss the shoulder, hop in the Corolla
These bitches talkin' shit like the bottom of porta-potties
Bright ass yellow teeth, you a shit talker
Gossip, legs movin' like a salsa dancer
Drunk, fallin' out ya car like a flaccid dick
Aww man, God damn
What the fuck wrong with ya?
Say it to my face pussy-ass boy
Need an Altoid for your hot breath
Like a hot mess, pop your biceps
Cue the roid rage

[Kevin Abstract:]
I think I got like five more albums inside my mind
This that shit, that do or die
Make your grandmama cry
Keep some baggy jeans on me
Keep a Billie Jean on me
Got that New Orleans on me
Smellin' like a queen to ya

[Dom McLennon:]
Cu-cu-cucumber lemonade
I need something fresh today
Barber make the texture fade
Actin' out like it's charades
Strawberry sweater fleece
Baby give me something sweet
We don't gotta be discrete
Moonwalking between the seats

[Matt Champion:]
Hit on that beat and then stop
Hop on that booty like who the hell cutie
Like I don't know cootie
My momma ain't raise no bitch ass
Ain't no kiss ass, ain't no-
Get the fuck out of my face now [*burp*]
Get the fuck out of my way now
You are so far off my level
Stop!

[Kevin Abstract & Dom McLennon:]
In the barber shop with my niggas, ay
I ain't never soft with my nigga, ay
I ain't never copy no nigga, ay
So quit talkin', bitch nigga (quit yo talkin', bitch) (ay)
Ay, I wanna buy a Jeep, ay
That's my energy
Trilogy, that's history
Southside baby rest in peace!

[Dom McLennon:]
Uh, lordy lordy, testify, yeah
Got explosives in my mind, yeah
Search for feelings I can't find, yeah
I'm a ghost because I grind, yeah
Made a deal with Father Time, yeah
Told me "Find a way to shine", yeah
"I can make you live forever
All you gotta do is dance until you die", yeah

[Kevin Abstract:]
Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop (quit) talking shit and give us more, more
Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop (quit) talking shit and give us more, more
Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more

[Kevin Abstract & Romil Hemnani:]
Ahh!
Five, four, three, two, one, yay!





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BROCKHAMPTON 1997 DIANA Comments
  1. B.... B....

    Romilbis a lyrical genius.🤤😯

  2. M.... M....

    The sound effect at 0:28 can be bought online at royalty-free websites, but your company is making copyright claims on YouTube. I'd appreciate it if you guys remove the wrongful copyright claim on my video. We’ve reached out to you multiple times on various platforms and still no response. Hope we can settle this soon.

  3. a.... ....

    dom: *opens his mouth*
    me: *chef’s kiss* the EXCELLENCE

  4. m.... e....

    god matt i’m in love

  5. l.... b....

    This song is not long enough

  6. l.... b....

    I’m in love with Joba

  7. r.... g....

    man roberto really let himself go

  8. S.... ....

    diana died a few minutes after i was born.. fantastic song tho. my sister is a huge fan.

  9. K.... S....

    1:50 i want a kiss too sir

  10. a.... m....

    why matt EXTRA extra fine in this

  11. h.... ....

    Tf is happening??

  12. J.... ....

    1:20 i’m pretty sure that this part of song comes from other song or whatever but i cant remind it. any ideas where does it come from ?

  13. P.... H....

    imagine thinking matt champion is ugly

  14. u.... j....

    bearface a whole ass mood

  15. I.... ....

    Poor bear looked sad as hell he didn’t get a part

  16. o.... j....

    Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, yay!
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more
    Kiss the shoulder, hop in the Corolla
    These bitches talkin' shit like the bottom of porta-potties
    Bright ass yellow teeth, you a shit talker
    Gossip, legs movin' like a salsa dancer
    Drunk, fallin' out ya car like a flaccid dick
    Aww man, Goddamn
    What the fuck wrong with ya?
    Say it to my face, pussy-ass boy
    Need an Altoid for your hot breath
    Like a hot mess, pop your biceps
    Cue the 'roid rage
    I think I got like five more albums inside my mind
    This that shit, that do or die, make your grandmama cry
    Keep some baggy jeans on me, keep a Billie Jean on me
    Got that New Orleans on me, smellin' like a queen to ya
    Cu-cu-cucumber lemonade, I need something fresh today
    Barber make the texture fade, actin' out like it's charades
    Strawberry sweater fleece, baby, gimme somethin' sweet
    We don't gotta be discrete, moonwalking between the seats
    Hit on that beat and then stop (Ahh!)
    Hop on that booty like, who the hell cutie
    Like I don't know cootie
    My mama ain't raise no bitch ass
    Ain't no kiss ass, ain't no
    Get the fuck out of my face now [burp]
    Get the fuck out of my way now
    You are so far off my level
    Stop!
    In the barber shop with my niggas (ay)
    I ain't never soft for my nigga (ay)
    I ain't never copy no nigga (ay)
    So quit talkin', bitch nigga, (quit talkin', bitch) Ay
    Ay, I wanna buy a Jeep
    Ay, that's my energy
    Trilogy, that's history
    Southside, baby, rest in peace
    Uh, lordy lordy, testify, yeah
    Got explosives in my mind, yeah
    Searchin' feelings I can't find, yeah
    I'm a ghost because I grind, yeah
    Made a deal with Father Time, yeah
    Told me, "Find a way to shine", yeah
    "I can make you live forever
    All you gotta do is dance until you die", yeah
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more
    Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, yay!

  17. J.... S....

    Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, yay!
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more
    Kiss the shoulder, hop in the Corolla
    These bitches talkin' shit like the bottom of porta-potties
    Bright ass yellow teeth, you a shit talker
    Gossip, legs movin' like a salsa dancer
    Drunk, fallin' out ya car like a flaccid dick
    Aww man, Goddamn
    What the fuck wrong with ya?
    Say it to my face, pussy-ass boy
    Need an Altoid for your hot breath
    Like a hot mess, pop your biceps
    Cue the 'roid rage
    I think I got like five more albums inside my mind
    This that shit, that do or die, make your grandmama cry
    Keep some baggy jeans on me, keep a Billie Jean on me
    Got that New Orleans on me, smellin' like a queen to ya
    Cu-cu-cucumber lemonade, I need something fresh today
    Barber make the texture fade, actin' out like it's charades
    Strawberry sweater fleece, baby, gimme somethin' sweet
    We don't gotta be discrete, moonwalking between the seats
    Hit on that beat and then stop (Ahh!)
    Hop on that booty like, who the hell cutie
    Like I don't know cootie
    My mama ain't raise no bitch ass
    Ain't no kiss ass, ain't no
    Get the fuck out of my face now [burp]
    Get the fuck out of my way now
    You are so far off my level
    Stop!
    In the barber shop with my niggas (ay)
    I ain't never soft for my nigga (ay)
    I ain't never copy no nigga (ay)
    So quit talkin', bitch nigga, (quit talkin', bitch) Ay
    Ay, I wanna buy a Jeep
    Ay, that's my energy
    Trilogy, that's history
    Southside, baby, rest in peace
    Uh, lordy lordy, testify, yeah
    Got explosives in my mind, yeah
    Searchin' feelings I can't find, yeah
    I'm a ghost because I grind, yeah
    Made a deal with Father Time, yeah
    Told me, "Find a way to shine", yeah
    "I can make you live forever
    All you gotta do is dance until you die", yeah
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more
    Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, yay!

  18. L.... L....

    1:41 I cannot believe this foo burped on the track, so we burping now huh-

    L.... L....

    Romil's verse was the best don't @ me

  19. c.... s....

    i played this at the wrong time i am crying

  20. G.... F....

    I'm playing this on the count down for new years

  21. d.... a....

    idk why but Romil is definately cuter than Matt

  22. a.... m....

    best matt hair

  23. I.... ....

    1:22 Bearface killin it of top of the lockers

  24. J.... C....

    Só venho pelo Matt.

  25. L.... T....

    This high school musical reboot looks great

    Also I hate that I know exactly where they sampled the burp frm

  26. D.... T....

    Romulo vibed on himself too hard

  27. G.... F....

    Dom got frikin moves tho

  28. s.... t....

    1:46 i love staring at joba when the beat drops his energy omg

  29. N.... ....

    Every time they are in the locker rooms try and fin bearface

  30. G.... R....

    Low-key my locker room🤣

  31. S.... M....

    did dom just floss?

  32. M.... G....

    This is just like every tripythakid song ever kinda, no obese ppl doin backflips

  33. F.... ....

    That pill hit Matt a little too hard

  34. S.... Z....

    lmao bearface j chillin in the background

  35. S.... ....

    not gonna say it but joba a cutie

  36. I.... h....

    Okay but like Matt’s outfit is fire in this video

  37. T.... ....

    Whatever happened with Milos anyways

  38. H.... I....

    Dom is adorable :))

  39. H.... M....

    The producer is mad skilled!!!!

  40. k.... p....

    Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, yay!

    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more

    Kiss the shoulder, hop in the Corolla
    These bitches talkin' shit like the bottom of porta-potties
    Bright ass yellow teeth, you a shit talker
    Gossip, legs movin' like a salsa dancer
    Drunk, fallin' out ya car like a flaccid dick
    Aww man, Goddamn
    What the fuck wrong with ya?
    Say it to my face, pussy-ass boy
    Need an Altoid for your hot breath
    Like a hot mess, pop your biceps
    Cue the 'roid rage

    I think I got like five more albums inside my mind
    This that shit, that do or die, make your grandmama cry
    Keep some baggy jeans on me, keep a Billie Jean on me
    Got that New Orleans on me, smellin' like a queen to ya

    Cu-cu-cucumber lemonade, I need something fresh today
    Barber make the texture fade, actin' out like it's charades
    Strawberry sweater fleece, baby, gimme somethin' sweet
    We don't gotta be discrete, moonwalking between the seats

    Hit on that beat and then stop (Ahh!)
    Hop on that booty like, who the hell cutie
    Like I don't know cootie
    My mama ain't raise no bitch ass
    Ain't no kiss ass, ain't no
    Get the fuck out of my face now [burp]
    Get the fuck out of my way now
    You are so far off my level
    Stop!

    In the barber shop with my niggas (ay)
    I ain't never soft for my nigga (ay)
    I ain't never copy no nigga (ay)
    So quit talkin', bitch nigga, (quit talkin', bitch) Ay
    Ay, I wanna buy a Jeep
    Ay, that's my energy
    Trilogy, that's history
    Southside, baby, rest in peace

    Uh, lordy lordy, testify, yeah
    Got explosives in my mind, yeah
    Searchin' feelings I can't find, yeah
    I'm a ghost because I grind, yeah
    Made a deal with Father Time, yeah
    Told me, "Find a way to shine", yeah
    "I can make you live forever
    All you gotta do is dance until you die", yeah

    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to quit talkin' shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talkin' shit and give me more, more

    Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, yay!

  41. K.... A....

    Yo what the hell were you guys on

  42. N.... 1....

    bearface

  43. i.... c....

    the way matt says bitch ass ohmygod

  44. D.... A....

    I LOVE MATT IN THIS

  45. T.... B....

    wow, so glad romil finally got a verse, such a powerful one too

  46. a.... ....

    2:41 stop ian

  47. G.... B....

    Cucmber Lemonade

  48. P.... ....

    Romil had the best verse

  49. A.... M....

    They say they hate this song but I really love it

  50. k.... o....

    HAHAHAHAHA:)

  51. �.... ....

    boys locker room be like

  52. E.... P....

    Check out my remix of Summer by Brockhampton!!!🔥
    vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv
    https://soundcloud.com/jon-pennington-97497049/brockhampton-summer-remix

  53. L.... E....

    replay replay replay. i love this video :'))))

  54. a.... ....

    wish joba and merlyn jumped on this song 😬

  55. d.... s....

    1:19 dom mcgoat

  56. d.... ....

    Who the fuck was flossing at the end

    d.... ....

    dealingwithkatherine dom

  57. J.... v....

    Can’t wait for 2001 A Space Odyssey

  58. l.... s....

    still waiting for 1994 PULP

  59. M.... M....

    When Bearface said "CUT!" I like, hella felt that.

  60. I.... G....

    They could re-release this on x0.75 speed and I'd be okay with it

  61. I.... G....

    Playing this on x1.25 speed is really a mood

  62. j.... k....

    how the fuck did bearface even get up there

  63. m.... ....

    who gave Dom the permission to snap that hard

  64. C.... ....

    If you want to have a heart attack, put it at 1.25x

  65. F.... ....

    0:15 dr disrespect stream.

  66. s.... w....

    when matt burped..... i felt that.

  67. J.... ....

    this is brockhamptons space jam

  68. M.... B....

    1:26 Bearface sitting on the lockers is a mood

  69. M.... ....

    I wish Romil's scream was on the single version too. It kinda makes the song lol.

  70. y.... ....

    they shoulda kept romil screaming in the cdq version

  71. A.... V....

    oh ratthew....

  72. u.... ....

    Tag yourself i’m bearface chillin in the back

    u.... ....

    I'm Joba just aggresively dancing in the background

  73. A.... D....

    Bearface lurking throughout the video has me weak

  74. J.... C....

    CU CU CU CUCUMBER LEMONADE

  75. a.... r....

    happy 1 year to this song :)

  76. b.... m....

    happy one year 1997 diana 👄

  77. H.... S....

    can't believe it's been a year since Brockhmapton invented P.E Class

    H.... S....

    ikr 😔

  78. �.... L....

    Joba at 2:40 tho.. cutie

  79. C.... ....

    We will always remember Roberto

  80. i.... s....

    lmao help who is the guy at the start

    i.... s....

    just a weird russian guy

  81. F.... R....

    Romel screaming make the song shit

  82. L.... R....

    Is the cute bleach blonde one in the back ciaran?

  83. W.... L....

    1:42 excuse you

  84. T.... ....

    I'm still waiting on the single 2001 SONIC ADVENTURE 2

  85. m.... .....

    Miloš said: my name is Miloš MIhajlov, and Im at the end of the road.

  86. N.... .....

    The boys locker room looks crazy

  87. A.... F....

    Nobody:

    Boy's locker room:

  88. G.... ....

    Omg the lil kisses from Kevin too cute!

  89. H.... H....

    1:48 - 1:52 THIS IS CUTE AFFFFFF

  90. S.... M....

    Matt Champion is my lowkey king

  91. p.... e....

    [Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more, more

    [Verse 1: Matt Champion]
    Kiss the shoulder, hop in the Corolla
    These bitches talkin' shit like the bottom of porta-potties
    Bright ass yellow teeth, you a shit talker, gossip
    Legs movin' like a salsa dancer
    Drunk, fallin' out ya car like a flaccid dick
    Aww man, god damn, what the fuck wrong with ya?
    Say it to my face, pussy ass boy
    Need a Altoid for your hot breath, life a hot mess
    Pop your biceps, cue the roid rage

    [Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
    I think I got like five more albums inside my mind
    This that shit, that do or die, make your grandmama cry
    Keep some baggy jeans on me, keep a Billie Jean on me
    Got that New Orleans on me, smellin' like a queen to ya

    [Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
    Cu—cu—cucumber lemonade, I need something fresh today
    Barber make the texture fade, actin' out like it's charades
    Strawberry sweater fleece, baby, give me something sweet
    We don't gotta be discreet, moonwalking between the seats

    [Verse 4: Matt Champion]
    Hit on that beat and then stop (Ahh!)
    Hop on that booty like who the hell cutie
    Like I don't know cootie
    My momma ain't raise no bitch ass
    Ain't no kiss ass, ain't no—
    Get the fuck out of my face now [burp]
    Get the fuck out of my way now
    You are so far off my level; Stop!

    [Verse 5: Kevin Abstract & Dom McLennon]
    In the barber shop with my niggas, ay
    I ain't never soft for my nigga, ay
    I ain't never copy no nigga, ay
    So quit talkin', bitch nigga, (quit yo talkin', bitch) ay
    Ay, I wanna buy a Jeep, ay, that's my energy
    Trilogy, that's history, Southside, baby, rest in peace!

    [Verse 6: Dom McLennon]
    Uh, lordy lordy, testify, yeah
    Got explosives in my mind, yeah
    Search for feelings I can't find, yeah
    I'm a ghost because I grind, yeah
    Made a deal with Father Time, yeah
    Told me "Find a way to shine," yeah
    "I can make you live forever
    All you gotta do is dance until you die," yeah

    Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more
    Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit
    Need to stop talking shit and give us more, more, more

  92. N.... B....

    we get it with the damn “bOyS lOcKeR rOoM:” comments lmaoo

  93. G.... ....

    1:51 awww

  94. B.... W....

    Girls locker room: Omg Matt’s so cute

    Boys locker room: 2:31

    B.... W....

    Brennan Wallace 😳

    B.... W....

    Brennan Wallace Na boys locker room also be like “ Matt’s cute”

  95. J.... L....

    Girls locker room: man brad is so cute
    Boys locker room:

  96. d.... h....

    ok real talk wHO THE FUCK GAVE MATT PERMISSION TO BE THAT FINE

  97. H.... ....

    No way is that kevin kpopstar at 2:42 saying 끝 at the end or is that someone saying GOOD I NEED ANSWERS

  98. M.... R....

    girls' locker room: ughhh i hate pe so much
    boys' locker room:

  99. C.... ....

    Girls locker room: ugh russel is so cute

    Boys locker room:

  100. f.... f....

    matt is too good looking 😫