Verse 1:
Savagery is the artistry
It ain't just a lifestyle, it's a part of me
Tip double top notch like varsity
I'm spitting truth on the track so charmingly
I'm re-birthing the game like maternity
And I'm blessing these hoes so mercifully
To be honest
I'm setting fire to this sh**, get some ice for the b**h like infirmary
And not to be co*ky, I'm real
You're in the presence of a queen so you kneel
24/7 we're restless
Girl you're verses are worthless, I'm reckless
You're off my checklist
Leaving these b**hes breathless
Stacking money like tetris
This sh** is stressless
I'm never leaving my throne my reign is endless
Chorus:
These fake b**hes ain't bout it (x3)
Don't talk to me until you bout it
These fake b**hes ain't bout it (x2)
Don't talk to me till you bout it
We're real b**hes
We're about it
Verse 2:
Doing the thing, man that's what she's doing
Turn up every city, your n***a choosing
Sleep at the finish line, y'all b**hes losing
My grind on alarm, no dismiss like I'm snoozing
I'll dabb on that b**h like I done caught a cold
Coming for me? Some of y'all b**hes bold
I'm the rapping b**h slayer, I guess y'all ain't been told
I'm still on the throne, still reigning like behold
I'm booking venues with 10,000 seats in it
I pull up and I show out like I'm crushing dreams with it
I'm turnt up to the max, y'all know I stay extreme with it
Got the whole crowd jumping, I could spot your team in it
I guess your could say they're loyal to me
They're hearing my voice and they boy at my feet
Taking over the game like my name's Royal-T
And it's .. crazy
I'm a maniac when I step on the scene
You know I stay fresh, Yeah I gotta stay clean
Shoutout to Divine, with these b**hes on 3
They like Ohhh no she didn't
I'm running my race and all these b**hes quitting
They like Ohhh yes she did
Whipping in the Benz then resign in Madrid
These fake b**hes ain't bout it (x2)
Y'all messy b**hes, y'all wildin'
Y'all stressing sh** and I'm lounging
Hating on me but I don't give a damn
I'm stacking money b**h, you need 10 for a gram
I'm slaying rap b**hes from left to the right
You said competition
Ain't a thing in sight