Who’s Talking? lyrics

[Verse 1: JMCEE & Young Gleason]
f*ck JMCEE, I don’t trust him like the lottery
“Quitting” my ass, he broke that promise like pottery
Him calling himself a rapper, that’s just mockery
So go ahead and quit JMCEE, I’m so enormous G

The only big thing about you is your Ego
You’re a big bad rapper, nah, big bad zero
Winning to me is like a game of 3-4
A few on my level, not many get near though

Hey, f*ck You! How was that even a reply?
You compliment yourself but you aren’t that guy
You copy JME like he’s your best friend
But I won’t fake this sh*t unlike a TikTok trend

I’m sorry Gleason? But which one of us herе is in charge?
You’re ordering mе around like I’m your wife, I ain’t Marge
Your rhymes are so simple, watch me pop off like a pimple
I’ll air this sh*t like dirty laundry or a broadcast, Jimmy Kimmel

What the f*ck? That was a stupid conclusion
Getting rid of your face is the only solution
After this song, you’ll be poor, destitution
So f*ck off JMCEE, let this be the resolution
Man, you think you're funny? You ain’t Stephen Tries
Your bars are f*cking disgusting like greasy fries
Man I’m essential to this damn scene like a protein
You was on porn hub watchin’ “pro teens”, oh jheez. (I’m done)