[Intro]
Royce Charms

[Chorus]
All I do is talk that shit and bitch, I'm still the shit (All I do is smoke)
All I do is talk that shit and bitch (And pop), I'm still the shit (Bitch, pussy)
All I do is talk that shit, bitch, I'm still the shit (Fucking [?] pussy n***a)
All I do is talk that shit (Ayy), bitch (Ayy), I'm still the shit (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
I tell a fuck n***a get it, if he really want problems, well I could solve 'em
Bitch, I gotta hit speed dial, run the money like I'm Babe Ruth, n***a
Bang money like the Bang Bros, fuck a n***a if he ain't with it
Come and get it, bitch, you guessed it
Yes, I be all in my flex shit
Yes, I be calling my next bitch
Yes, she be dropping that neck, shit
Man, I got news for a n***a
If it ain't about the money then you ain't much bigger
Fuck n***a, yeah, my bitch say fuck n***as
But then I got a bitch stripped down like Tootsies
What she gon' do? She gon' fuck my n***a, yeah
Stump, my n***a, yes, I'm in the [?] with the MAC
And the fucking strap, hit it from the back
While I'm still in my black hoodie, still pop sticks
And my main bitch love me, bitch, I got singles
[?] six angles, drop
Bitch, 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
Bitch, I hit n***as in public, but why hit a n***a for nothing?
And I'm still geeking on shit like, my n***a, it's nothing
And, my n***a, it's nothing, fuck 'em
[Chorus]
All I do is talk that shit and bitch, I'm still the shit (All I do is smoke)
All I do is talk that shit and bitch (And pop), I'm still the shit (Bitch, pussy)
All I do is talk that shit, bitch, I'm still the shit (Fucking [?] pussy n***a)
All I do is talk that shit (Ayy, fuck n***a), bitch, I'm still the shit
All I do is talk that shit and bitch, I'm still the shit (All I do is smoke)
All I do is talk that shit and bitch (And pop), I'm still the shit (Bitch, pussy)
All I do is talk that shit, bitch, I'm still the shit (Fucking [?] pussy n***a)
All I do is talk that shit (Ayy), bitch (Ayy), I'm still the shit (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
So I'm gassed like shit, bitch, I'm the shit
With no clique at my hip so I'm steady doing numbers
Man, where my funds go? Damn, [?] fucking penny on me
Even though I'm worried 'bout numbers
Sicking and sipping, I think about murder with my money and [?]
And mothafuckas that be talking [?]
So I cleaned like the [?], [?]
[?] in the back, bitch
Now a n***a too turnt
Fuck with my shit, it gon' make you berserk
Bitch, I'm that scumbag, n***a, when the pump gon' drop?
Like I'm bagging my money and funds that I got
Bitch, peep this shit
You ain't never seen a n***a 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 shit when the beat switch up, real quick
Lotta fuck n***as wanna switch up real quick, go and get 'er
And now you talking 'bout, you talking 'bout a mofucking limit
Fuck all yo' shit, bitch
I'ma do my mofucking shit with a package
Tell the bitch grab on my package, I'm out in my [?]
Bitch, I'm out, relax, bitch
Strapped on my shit but I never gets lips so my, ayy
She wanna talk about a mofucking number
Hit my mofucking number, that, ayy, send the
That stick for the back, bitch
Fuck n***a
Tell 'em, ayy, fuck 'em, n***a, fuck 'em