"Talkin" lyrics
You only listen when you talkin'
Talkin'
Hold my beer and watch this
I'ma give this my kung fu kick
Never tongue tied, never untied kicks
Only untied bows on these new whips
That two-five-six, too live, cool kick
I'm too live, bitch, I'm live at six
With American pie, what slice I get?
I opened up a bakery, I supply my shit
I'm filthy stupid, fuck being humble
I'm a rock and roller, my weed, it tumbles
My mama rose up like Willie Nelson
My boys get tore up, somebody help 'em
We still slum and beat still drum
And you still late, but I'm still comin'
I'm a master craftsman, I'm lappin' them, but I know
You only listen when you talkin'
Talkin'
You only hear me when you talk
Talkin'
Talkin'
Eat the cake, weed, biscuits, and gravy
That's dough for you, dough for the babies
Five-one, five-O, I'm still crazy
Manager so hard that they pay to pay me
That's poor Shady, that's so crazy
I'm low-key one of the most greatest
I spoke it into existence, maybe you
Take some notes, go get a pencil
Hey, but fuck being humble, I'm a rock and roller
Pick it up remote, like a remote controller
These seas I'm over, New Zealand
Reelin' up a whale, that fanbase that lived to see it
We drop ship and sail, give 'em hell
Wrote the alphabet when we took an L
But y'all don't hear me, though, oh well (Hahaha)
You only listen when you talkin' (Just flappin' those gums)
Talkin'
You only hear me when you talk (You ain't hear me, though)
Talkin' (All good)
Talkin'
You only listen when you talk
Talkin' (I'm just hidden away in these games, yeah)
Talkin'
You only hear me when you talk (Body in the grave)
Talkin' (You're one foot up in the grave, one foot up on the grave)
Talkin'
Anyway (Feel the, feel the, feel the bass)
F-Feel the ba—, feel the bass, feel the bass
F-f-feel the, feel the, feel the bass
F-Feel the ba—, feel the bass, feel the bass
F-f-feel the, feel the, feel the bass
F-Feel the ba—, feel the bass, feel the bass
F-f-feel the, feel the, feel the bass
F-Feel the ba—, feel the bass, feel the bass
F-f-fee—
Talkin'
Hold my beer and watch this
I'ma give this my kung fu kick
Never tongue tied, never untied kicks
Only untied bows on these new whips
That two-five-six, too live, cool kick
I'm too live, bitch, I'm live at six
With American pie, what slice I get?
I opened up a bakery, I supply my shit
I'm filthy stupid, fuck being humble
I'm a rock and roller, my weed, it tumbles
My mama rose up like Willie Nelson
My boys get tore up, somebody help 'em
We still slum and beat still drum
And you still late, but I'm still comin'
I'm a master craftsman, I'm lappin' them, but I know
You only listen when you talkin'
Talkin'
You only hear me when you talk
Talkin'
Talkin'
Eat the cake, weed, biscuits, and gravy
That's dough for you, dough for the babies
Five-one, five-O, I'm still crazy
Manager so hard that they pay to pay me
That's poor Shady, that's so crazy
I'm low-key one of the most greatest
I spoke it into existence, maybe you
Take some notes, go get a pencil
Hey, but fuck being humble, I'm a rock and roller
Pick it up remote, like a remote controller
These seas I'm over, New Zealand
Reelin' up a whale, that fanbase that lived to see it
We drop ship and sail, give 'em hell
Wrote the alphabet when we took an L
But y'all don't hear me, though, oh well (Hahaha)
You only listen when you talkin' (Just flappin' those gums)
Talkin'
You only hear me when you talk (You ain't hear me, though)
Talkin' (All good)
Talkin'
You only listen when you talk
Talkin' (I'm just hidden away in these games, yeah)
Talkin'
You only hear me when you talk (Body in the grave)
Talkin' (You're one foot up in the grave, one foot up on the grave)
Talkin'
Anyway (Feel the, feel the, feel the bass)
F-Feel the ba—, feel the bass, feel the bass
F-f-feel the, feel the, feel the bass
F-Feel the ba—, feel the bass, feel the bass
F-f-feel the, feel the, feel the bass
F-Feel the ba—, feel the bass, feel the bass
F-f-feel the, feel the, feel the bass
F-Feel the ba—, feel the bass, feel the bass
F-f-fee—
