Cloth Talk Lyrics – Frequency Time Space
Singer: Frequency Time Space
Title: Cloth Talk
Tienas
I was the type of kid wearing the hoods in the summer
Didn’t give a f#ck about anything, i just wanna be like em
I just wanna be like dot i just gotta be like cole
All through my come up, and i know i could be like them if i wanna
They would never know what the f#ck this kid was upto with his brothers
What you gonna do, when you run in to, f#ck us? f#ck you too
Pickin up second hand clothes outside of mahim church with my mumma
I dont know if you heard of, my band, if you did then f#cking turn up
I said f#cking turn up, better take a breather, if you hate us leave us
All them haters on reddit can sniff my anus, call it anesthеsia
Quessy better hand a clеaver, fore they run and take what’s needed
f#ck walking in my shoes they can’t even tie the lace on my fake adidas
Don’t know who gots to know, stop, drop and roll, cop, shop the clothes
We hop, stop the show, like cop’s shot the whole, art, art ya know
You can’t can’t legoo, i’m scarface manolo, they need granola
I am ashoka the way drop drop my bros on the track
And i know you f#cked me for my hoodie but i need it back, yeah..
Nuke
My drip don’t sh#t on my finances (ching ching)
I might wear a skirt like i’m my sis (huh)
Westbrook you know you can’t tie my piece
Your merch sinking like titanic
Wait a min, lemme finish
Your clothes like you’re tryna mimic
This is worst behavior and i’m not drizzy
I’m saving my city, i’m back on my biz like puff diddy
I’m drik diggy, sumn funny there’s a rat in your friends wassup mickey wassup x3
So many speaking on my end, i’m much busy (do not text me)
This sh#t easy for me
I’m soo much money, i’m making it rain
Y’all too much funny
How bout you might buckle up fam, i’m f#cking up damn, in too much hurry
So many brands, i’m tired them, i’m sticking none, it’s too much funny this sh#t too much funny
Rayson4 7
I lost my tee, give me my tee
I’m paranoid oh maria
I got thiefs in my band, give no dam
No xl give me l
I guarantee yeah
These b#tches f#cking my mind
I can’t tell you by the line
If people don’t think too much
They will not change by the time
I wanna choose my death, i cannot stress, i cannot dress, got no interest, i’m not depressed
My consciousness just wanna rest
I lost my tee not my hoodie
It’s my merch not your goody f#cking p#ss#
Specter
Almost gods f#cked up in moral science
Dripping black copping whites cuz ya #ss is dead tonight (blow)
Thrift shoppers make ur girl sell her spice
Don’t think twice that we nice
Leave some quitters behind,in the dirt rolling still i look fly
Skill so tight might drop pyjamas
Lift your scene up like odinson
While you getting hammered
She in her feels finna drunk text me while im printing quotes on em f#ckin bangers
If you got a quote then hit me up we finna talk biz not time for banter
Sick six ain’t here for the biskit
We don’t lick sneaks for opportunities
Get them ourselves like your problems bish
Naked truth we spit spit, watch her moon and skinny dip
Spread my roots for your info so better know my origin
She just wanna f#ck to wear my hoodie x2
Saw my closet asked me if i can be your would be
I said i’m too buzybuzybuzybuzybuzy
Quest
Woke up in vans, feels a like the man
Hit the switch then i just
Flip
Look at your man, he talks like a b#tch
I just can’t f#ck with no kids
Looked at my bruv, he just said damn
Hit the switch then we just flip
Head in a hoodie
What’s goodie
Someone’s f#ckign your b#tch
Just saying i could be
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