Talk That sh*t (Intro) lyrics

[Intro]
Royce Charms

[Chorus]
All I do is talk that sh*t and b*tch, I'm still the sh*t (All I do is smoke)
All I do is talk that sh*t and b*tch (And pop), I'm still the sh*t (b*tch, pus*y)
All I do is talk that sh*t, b*tch, I'm still the sh*t (f*cking [?] pus*y n*gga)
All I do is talk that sh*t (Ayy), b*tch (Ayy), I'm still the sh*t (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
I tell a f*ck n*gga get it, if he really want problems, well I could solve 'em
b*tch, I gotta hit speed dial, run the money like I'm Babe Ruth, n*gga
Bang money like the Bang Bros, f*ck a n*gga if he ain't with it
Come and get it, b*tch, you guessed it
Yes, I be all in my flex sh*t
Yes, I be calling my next b*tch
Yes, she be dropping that neck, sh*t
Man, I got news for a n*gga
If it ain't about the money then you ain't much bigger
f*ck n*gga, yeah, my b*tch say f*ck n*ggas
But then I got a b*tch stripped down like Tootsies
What she gon' do? She gon' f*ck my n*gga, yeah
Stump, my n*gga, yes, I'm in the [?] with the MAC
And the f*cking strap, hit it from the back
While I'm still in my black hoodie, still pop sticks
And my main b*tch love me, b*tch, I got singles
[?] six angles, drop
b*tch, I got a burner for the block when the [?] stock dropping
I gotta hit the shot like pop in the drop-top
Stop when the cops pop-pop
Man, I be smoking in public
b*tch, I hit n*ggas in public, but why hit a n*gga for nothing?
And I'm still geeking on sh*t like, my n*gga, it's nothing
And, my n*gga, it's nothing, f*ck 'em
[Chorus]
All I do is talk that sh*t and b*tch, I'm still the sh*t (All I do is smoke)
All I do is talk that sh*t and b*tch (And pop), I'm still the sh*t (b*tch, pus*y)
All I do is talk that sh*t, b*tch, I'm still the sh*t (f*cking [?] pus*y n*gga)
All I do is talk that sh*t (Ayy, f*ck n*gga), b*tch, I'm still the sh*t
All I do is talk that sh*t and b*tch, I'm still the sh*t (All I do is smoke)
All I do is talk that sh*t and b*tch (And pop), I'm still the sh*t (b*tch, pus*y)
All I do is talk that sh*t, b*tch, I'm still the sh*t (f*cking [?] pus*y n*gga)
All I do is talk that sh*t (Ayy), b*tch (Ayy), I'm still the sh*t (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
So I'm gassed like sh*t, b*tch, I'm the sh*t
With no clique at my hip so I'm steady doing numbers
Man, where my funds go? Damn, [?] f*cking penny on me
Even though I'm worried 'bout numbers
Sicking and sipping, I think about murder with my money and [?]
And mothaf*ckas that be talking [?]
So I cleaned like the [?], [?]
[?] in the back, b*tch
Now a n*gga too turnt
f*ck with my sh*t, it gon' make you berserk
b*tch, I'm that sc*mbag, n*gga, when the pump gon' drop?
Like I'm bagging my money and funds that I got
b*tch, peep this sh*t
You ain't never seen a n*gga this sinful
Bullets to the temple, flowing with the [?]
Pop it like pistols, but I'm based so I throat when I need throat
Gs called, [?]
[Outro]
And a mink, hoe
And I'm doing this sh*t when the beat switch up, real quick
Lotta f*ck n*ggas wanna switch up real quick, go and get 'er
And now you talking 'bout, you talking 'bout a mof*cking limit
f*ck all yo' sh*t, b*tch
I'ma do my mof*cking sh*t with a package
Tell the b*tch grab on my package, I'm out in my [?]
b*tch, I'm out, relax, b*tch
Strapped on my sh*t but I never gets lips so my, ayy
She wanna talk about a mof*cking number
Hit my mof*cking number, that, ayy, send the
That stick for the back, b*tch
f*ck n*gga
Tell 'em, ayy, f*ck 'em, n*gga, f*ck 'em