Name: cheap talk (v2) by classywhiteboy
Duration: 2 min 54 s
Description: v2 of cheap talk, vocals aren’t layered on this one

v2 of cheap talk, vocals aren’t layered on this one

cheap talk (v2)

Lyrics:

☆LIL ADDY☆:
Racks on racks, I’m countin all night
Pour a four in my cup, feelin just right
Glock on my lap, finger by the trigger
Pills in my hand, got my vision bigger

Smoke in the air, clouds round my whip
Ice on my neck, shine with every sip
Movin through the city, pockets on swole
Life in the fast lane, always control

Xans in my tongue, floatin past the pain
Hundred dollar bills stackin like rain
Blunt in my mouth, roll it real tight
Ops in tha way, I’m ready to fight

Lean in my cup, I sip slow, feel light
Racks in my jeans, yeah, I’m set for the night
Percs hit hard, vision outta control
Street life molded me, money my goal

Yuh. Night drive, city lights flash like stars
Sippin on the drink, pills inside my jars
Stackin my paper, haters know my name
Fast life forever, I’m up in the game

Whip so clean, doors lift to the sky
Cash flow steady, pockets never dry
Steel by my side, I ain’t showin no fear
Life full of chaos, but my grind’s clear

Chains heavy, diamonds gleam in the dark
Hollow tips ready, let ’em leave a mark
Smokin loud, vibe chill, mind insane
Every move I make, I’m chasin the gain
Yeah I'm chasin the gain

classywhiteboy:
(classywhiteboyy)
why my wrist my froze? diamonds dancin on my 
why my, why my wrist froze? diamonds dancin on my, why my wrist froze?

huh, pluh pluh pluh pluh, yuh, plug hittin up my phone asking if i want some drugs tonight, yuh aye aye 
he jus been acting like my ex bitch too, he been hittin up my phone too much, like, pluh pluh pluh calm down, pluh pluh pluh calm down, pluh pluh pluh calm down
yeah i bet her new mans he a dead beat, but its all good i aint give a fuck cuz i’m stacked up i’m stacked up, my old bitch better back up back up, cuz i’m stacked up i’m stacked up

(classywhiteboy yeah bitch we stacked up)

Stacked Up (Feat. classywhiteboy)

Lyrics:

☆LIL ADDY☆:
Livin in Jersey, I don’t take no shit
Lean in my cup, codeine drip
Glock on my side, I don’t miss
Life in the dark, I exist

Pills in my veins, mind goin’ numb
Xans and the Percs got me beatin’ the drum
All black, mask on, I ride through the rain
Opps in my way, better pray for your name

Ash on my jeans from the blunts that I burn
Cash in my bag, never wait for my turn
Life’s a gamble, fiendin in the streets
Devil in my ear, I'm hearing him speak

Livin in Jersey, I don’t take no shit
Lean in my cup, codeine drip
Glock on my side, I don’t miss
Life in the dark, I exist

Lean got me floatin, I’m gone in the night
Eyes red, vision blurry, nothing in sight
Mask up, Glock out, ridin fast
Jersey streets taught me to make it last

Ash in my lungs, fire in my chest
Never fold, never bow, I don’t rest
Devil in my shadow, but I’m the king
Drugs, guns, and pain, that’s the life I bring           

Robbbzzz:
Perky in my body, I’m itchin’ to spin 
Mixin’ the Wock with the Tris, I’ma sin 
Bitch on my dick, tryna fuck off the gin
But I’m in the field, tryna score with my kin 
Oxy and Addy, I’m geekin’ for real 
Two 30s bustin’, I can’t even chill 
Pour up a four, let it lock, let it seal 

Off the pills, I’m rollin’
Off the drank, I’m floatin’ 
Opps outside, I’m totin’ 
Shoot shit up, slow motion 

Xans in the cut, I’m movin’ too slow 
Pop me a Addy, I’m back on the go 
Shorty on E, tryna dance on the pole

Jersey to Brooklyn, we mixin’ the vibe 
Off of the shrooms, I’m seein’ the sky 
He said he tough but he ran when we slide 
Perky got me, I can’t blink with my eyes 

Off the pills, I’m rollin’
Off the drank, I’m floatin’
Opps outside, I’m totin’
Shoot shit up, slow motion 
Oxy and Addy, I’m geekin’ for real 
Two 30s bustin’, I can’t even chill 
Pour up a four, let it lock, let it seal 

Jersey drill 
I’m off the meds, but I’m  still on point
Stop fuckin’ playin’
Everything dead, suck my dick (like what?)

Jersey Shit (Feat. Robbbzzz)

Lyrics:

Hop on the beat, I just talk stick
Fit change quick, but the Glock still stick
Double cup full, let me pour that quick
Eyes half-closed, but the aim too quick

Chain on my neck with the barcode tag
Hundred in the bag, yeah, I walk with a drag
Opps want smoke, put beef on the grill
High off the pills, but I still can’t chill

Crash out the whip, I ain’t usin’ my hands
Knee on the wheel while I’m countin’ these bands
Flex too hard, make a broke boy hate
Money in the safe, gotta watch that gate

Backwood stuffed, but it ain’t cut right
Still take flight, I’m gone all night
Can’t trust souls, not a friend, not a hoe
Keep steel close when I'm walkin through the door

Double Cup Vision

Lyrics:

Poison drip in my veins
Voices laugh at my pain
Glock beam, I don’t aim
See my eyes, not the same

Xans crush in my gut
All black when I strut
Steel hot, keep it tucked
Test me, boy, you get cut

Ash burn holes in my jeans
Life dark, stuck in my dreams
Devil talk, what he means
I’m a fiend for the schemes

Poison drip in my veins
Voices laughing at my pain
Glock beam, I don’t aim
See my eyes, not the same

Lean got me movin slow
Demons whisper, I know
Tattoo tears don’t show
Only pain that I grow

Percs numb out the hate
Run from light, it’s too late
12 pull up, no name
Drugs drown out my shame

Blade sharp, cut through night
Eyes red, no end in sight
Sip dark, lose my fight
High gone, fade from light

Cold world, heart turned to stone
Pop pills, can’t feel my bones
Dark thoughts, cut to the dome
Die young, that’s all I’ve known

Smoke thick, lungs collapse
Hood life, no fallin back
Chrome piece, tucked in black
Hit once, won’t come back

Eyes low, mind on tilt
Bloodstains cover my guilt
Pop pills faster than built
Live fast, die on that hill

Night falls, demons awake
Cold hands clutch on the snake
Pour four, heart might break
No soul left to take

Veins full, can’t feel a thing
Glock spray when I swing
Hollow tips make hearts sing
Life cheap, that’s the king

Night ride, lights in my eyes
Pills gone, hear the cries
Devil smirk, no surprise
Fade out, no goodbyes

No Goodbyes

Lyrics: 

Lean in my cup, I’m fried
High as the moon, I glide
Clip on the stick, don't slide
Look in my eyes, I died

Pop me a tab, I’m geeked
Dirty lil fiend, don’t sleep
Codeine dreams, I sink
Glock on my lap, don’t blink

Mask on my face, I’m cold
Silver on my teeth, no gold
Heart too black, I sold
Devil in my soul, I’m told

Perc in my blood, I’m numb
Shots make a opp boy run
Hollow tips hot like the sun
Spray and get the job done

All black whip, I’m ghost
Sip ’til I overdose
Bitch on my lap, she toast
Demons the ones I host

Cigs in my lungs, I wheeze
Xans put my mind at ease
Life ain’t shit but disease
Pray on my knees, no peace

Blade in my hand, I slash
Dope in my veins, I crash
Money come quick, I stash
Ops get smoked like hash

Lean in my cup, I’m fried
High as the moon, I glide
Clip on the stick, I slide
Look in my eyes, I died

FUCK FUCK FUCK

Skull on my ring, I flex
Text from my plug, what’s next
Bitch wanna fuck, I hex
Glock on my side, no vest

Pop two tabs, I’m gone
Dark in my head too long
Drugs in my blood, my song
Right turn wrong, I’m strong

Cash in the bag, no bank
Life at the edge, I sank
Pills in my mouth, no thanks
Death in my cup, I drank

Blood on my shoes, I drip
Chrome on my hip, I grip
Codeine cup, I sip
Life on the line, I flip

Smoke in my chest, I cough
Take his head clean off
Pills in my brain, I’m lost
Ice in my veins, no frost

Ride with the stick, I bang
Chains on my neck go clang
Devil in my ear, he sang
High off the drugs, I hang

Fried Out

Creds to Eriiiik for the Slowed + Reverb version
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Lyrics: 

☆LIL ADDY☆:
Racks on racks, I’m countin all night
Pour a four in my cup, feelin just right
Glock on my lap, finger by the trigger
Pills in my hand, got my vision bigger

Smoke in the air, clouds round my whip
Ice on my neck, shine with every sip
Movin through the city, pockets on swole
Life in the fast lane, always control

Xans in my tongue, floatin past the pain
Hundred dollar bills stackin like rain
Blunt in my mouth, roll it real tight
Ops in tha way, I’m ready to fight

Lean in my cup, I sip slow, feel light
Racks in my jeans, yeah, I’m set for the night
Percs hit hard, vision outta control
Street life molded me, money my goal

Yuh. Night drive, city lights flash like stars
Sippin on the drink, pills inside my jars
Stackin my paper, haters know my name
Fast life forever, I’m up in the game

Whip so clean, doors lift to the sky
Cash flow steady, pockets never dry
Steel by my side, I ain’t showin no fear
Life full of chaos, but my grind’s clear

Chains heavy, diamonds gleam in the dark
Hollow tips ready, let ’em leave a mark
Smokin loud, vibe chill, mind insane
Every move I make, I’m chasin the gain
Yeah I'm chasin the gain

classywhiteboy:
(classywhiteboyy)
why my wrist my froze? diamonds dancin on my
why my, why my wrist froze? diamonds dancin on my, why my wrist froze?

huh, pluh pluh pluh pluh, yuh, plug hittin up my phone asking if i want some drugs tonight, yuh aye aye
he jus been acting like my ex bitch too, he been hittin up my phone too much, like, pluh pluh pluh calm down, pluh pluh pluh calm down, pluh pluh pluh calm down
yeah i bet her new mans he a dead beat, but its all good i aint give a fuck cuz i’m stacked up i’m stacked up, my old bitch better back up back up, cuz i’m stacked up i’m stacked up

(classywhiteboy yeah bitch we stacked up)

Stacked Up (Feat. classywhiteboy) (Slowed + Reverb)

ball like (prod. by starly)

half awake

Yk… You’re the most beautiful girl i’ve ever laid my eyes on, I love you ❤️.

take drugs make love

6ft under (1 take freestyle)

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cheap talk (v2)

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