Cheap Talk
Can see your mouth running when you coming with that cheap talk
Keep it rocksteady ain't talking bout Bebop
Always tryna hide your face like it was a beatbox
When you say lace up all you talking is Reeboks
So, don't be coming with that cheap talk
No, don't be coming with that cheap talk
Yo, don't be coming with that cheap talk
Can see your mouth running when you coming with that cheap talk
Can see your mouth running when you coming
Always frontin never stuntin got nothin just bluffing
So I'm puffin no guffin green I'm busting roll the blunts
And light it up like the L that we never dustin
Fuck with me I might go psycho
I'm a killer like Freddy, Jason, Michael
I won't pull up and hit you with a rifle
But if this fist hits your shit then it's night bro
Run the west like I'm Fivel keep it hot like I'm Spyro
Spittin so sick gettin viral
Leave your mind spinning in a spiral
From the prophet no bible
A hundred clones of you just sounding lame
A hundred clones of me they all sound the same
I can hear the crowd calling that's the sounds of fame
I'm like a magician I make a sound a flame
Can see your mouth running when you coming with that cheap talk
Keep it rocksteady ain't talking bout Bebop
Always tryna hide your face like it was a beatbox
When you say lace up all you talking is Reeboks
So, don't be coming with that cheap talk
No, don't be coming with that cheap talk
Yo, don't be coming with that cheap talk
Can see your mouth running when you coming with that cheap talk
Keep it rocksteady ain't talking bout Bebop
Always tryna hide your face like it was a beatbox
When you say lace up all you talking is Reeboks
So, don't be coming with that cheap talk
No, don't be coming with that cheap talk
Yo, don't be coming with that cheap talk
Can see your mouth running when you coming with that cheap talk
Can see your mouth running when you coming
Always frontin never stuntin got nothin just bluffing
So I'm puffin no guffin green I'm busting roll the blunts
And light it up like the L that we never dustin
Fuck with me I might go psycho
I'm a killer like Freddy, Jason, Michael
I won't pull up and hit you with a rifle
But if this fist hits your shit then it's night bro
Run the west like I'm Fivel keep it hot like I'm Spyro
Spittin so sick gettin viral
Leave your mind spinning in a spiral
From the prophet no bible
A hundred clones of you just sounding lame
A hundred clones of me they all sound the same
I can hear the crowd calling that's the sounds of fame
I'm like a magician I make a sound a flame
Can see your mouth running when you coming with that cheap talk
Keep it rocksteady ain't talking bout Bebop
Always tryna hide your face like it was a beatbox
When you say lace up all you talking is Reeboks
So, don't be coming with that cheap talk
No, don't be coming with that cheap talk
Yo, don't be coming with that cheap talk
Can see your mouth running when you coming with that cheap talk
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Writer(s): Christopher Rowan
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