[Intro: Ras Kass]
Facts, you ain't know
Come on, uh

[Verse 1: Ras Kass]
Most merciful, most benevolent (Benevolent)
Praise due to the four elements
Fuck working for peanuts, I'm no elephant
Rich white girls backstage smoke ketamine (Ketamine?)
Medellin medicine
I'm better than Predator at huntin' you lettermen
Disrespectin' the veterans
Peddlin' this Terrigen
Turn mortals Inhuman, the melanin
Stung by a jellyfish? I'm sellin' R. Kelly piss
"Who want rank?" on some Belly shit
Fuck every president, first lady the immigrant (Facts)
Don't dab but always second-hand inhaling it
OG kush and peach vodka
Fuck her in my sleep, I'm a dreamer like D.A.C.A
Chief rocker, rappers too frail
Dope boy fresh, take showers in Purell

[Chorus: Ras Kass]
Uh
I walk around town with my hand holding my dick and talk that shit (Talk that shit)
We don't fuck around with mumble rap
You better spit and talk that shit (Talk that shit)
Talk that shit (Uh, uh), talk that shit (Yeah)
Like you got gingivitis n***a, you better talk that shit
[Verse 2: Ras Kass]
Now the girls like the fuck boys in a thug suit
You want warm and fuzzy?
Go stick your tits in a pair of Ugg boots
Unfollow you, I'm appalled at you
Your daddy should've swallowed you
I am Q, how bigots claim they the victim, not Amadou?
Forgot about the lynches at the barbecue?
Big dog, Marmaduke, fuck bodyart
Stabbed him with the Andis 'T-Liner, that's a body part
Sex with golden shower, that's a peanut
Came in her brown eye, that's a hazelnut
Fat Buddha with Psycho Les, that's a beatnut
You know what? Stop payin' for pussy that's a doughnut?
Cashew, slow down baby
All I make is soul music like MoTown baby
Tell Zazie Beetz we should meet sometime
Marry the illest spitter, we can be beats and rhymes

[Chorus: Ras Kass]
Uh
I walk around town with my hand holding my dick and talk that shit (Talk that shit)
We don't fuck around with mumble rap
You better spit and talk that shit (Talk that shit)
Talk that shit (Uh, uh), talk that shit (Yeah)
Like you got gingivitis n***a, you better talk that shit
[Verse 3: Jamo Gang/El Gant]
Talk that shit like crap lips, in Living Color
Butt on your face, I'm meaning you ass backwards
I am, the beginning, the middle, the last factor (Uh-huh)
I am not rescinding my lack of a care for sending your man to a life after (Yeah)
Trade bars with the best, I'm called NAFTA
Put the money in the basket, hand it to my manager
You can call him pastor
I'm among the stars call me NASA
Cheap emcees we call shasta
Splash ya soda in the cup
Up, up, and away, hand on that pump
Cocking that gauge, we on a different page
Y'all don't stand for nothing, we got shit to say
Elon Musk when I bust, we tryna innovate (Yeah)
I'm on the road to success
You on the road to being the guy in the room nobody noticed left
45 and holding your breath, start breathing
We Super Bowl material, y'all in the pre-season!
Mutha****a

[Chorus: Ras Kass]
Uh
I walk around town with my hand holding my dick and talk that shit (Talk that shit)
We don't fuck around with mumble rap
You better spit and talk that shit (Talk that shit)
Talk that shit (Uh, uh), talk that shit (Yeah)
Like you got gingivitis n***a, you better talk that shit