Big Talk - Azealia Banks, Rick Ross

Ya I know y’all seen that Playboy cover

Bring your sexy ass in here

All I know is that big talk

All I know is that big talk

All I know is that big talk

Banks!

(Maybach Music)

All I know is that big talk

Gold rings, got gold buttons

Going up and down my sheep skin

We the wolf pack and it’s a cold summer

Never deep, I keep one gunna

Say her name I might run up on ya

Send that text «I wanna touch ya girl»

If they don’t fuck with us, well, it’s fuck the world

Ice box for my princess

Got a double M on that pendant

And back in, I’m bout to spend that

Got a big bag and I been rich

We make love and she talk slick

G-Wagon, she a boss bitch

Major League in that boy pitch

Major League in that boy pitch

Mussolini when I’m out in Rome

Cleopatra, she dipped in gold

Pussy shot and she centerfold

Bel-Air and my mind blown

Rosé and I’m checking out like Caesar did

Slide down my sword

She a blasphemy cause she love The God

Pray you never let 'em come crucify the boy

Black magic, David Blaine flow

Colour money like a rainbow

Azealia Banks keep the bank rolls

Shine like illuminated Angels

Bad bitch, I’m bodacious

Black power but I’m no racist

Balling, I don’t need no agent

In the Maybach feelin' so spacious

Focused on another hundred thou

Going up another level now

Nigga’s wildin', better settle down

Got the Rollie diamonds in the bezel now

Take notes, get your pen and pencil

With Ricky Ross, we quintessential

Ain’t nothing here incidental

We poppin' off on instrumentals

Slide off in the Rolls Royce

I’m slaying bitches in a grey mink

You can slide on it like escapades

This ice on me like a skating rink

Big talk, big bank

Pussy wetter than the Great Lakes

And for this life, I’mma give thanks

And pray they never gon' burn a witch at the stake

All I know is that big talk

All I know is that big talk

This conversation is rich talk, niggas

All I know is that big talk