Art Talk

Valet, five-star Michelin-type shit, you know I mean? Sweetheart, make sure my knife sharpened, you know I mean? Very peaceful, numbers Al, what's happenin'? Yeah Five-star, trap spot (damn), same regions (man), Marriott (check) Art talk (yeah), Basquiat (man), never see me (numbers), out a lot (yeah) Real estate (check), private stock (man), ceramic brakes (uh), black drop (yeah) Got it off the black top (real, yeah), curtains when the mag pop (check) These the best memories, millionaire tendencies (ayy, yeah, uh damn) Lemon squeeze, Jay-Z clean, James Bond, new machine (ayy, check, man, numbers) Reservation, book for three, choppin' game, sippin' tea (ayy, damn, check) Hunnid G's (uh), new piece (yeah), houses, offer Coca leaves (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Takin' walks and shit (takin' walks and shit) Birds chirpin' (birds chirpin') Juice sippin' (juice sippin') And, bitch, you know I'm gon' do numbers Check it out, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy) All next summer, we pullin' down on niggas Like what's poppin', Carmen? (Grrt, doot-doot-doot-doot-doot) Yeah, that way, what else? Them niggas that you told on, they just got released (go home) Blow so strong, the pack magnifique Snow cones in my masterpiece (ayy), low pro rims factory El Satchel Paige, what's the fuckin' verdict? No more happy days, double cup of courage (yeah) Crabs in the barrel, he a fuckin' hermit (a hermit) Youngins snatchin' chains, tell him tuck his Turkish 'Fore we catch his friend, hang him up and rope him Have him tag his friend, every day they post him Heavy plays in motion 'cause that broke nigga shit'll Rub off on you quicker than some lotion Never get upset or caught up in the motion (never) Fuckin' bad bitches, from Detroit to Oakland I tell all my hoes to CC with me (what else?) You either cutting checks or causing commotion New thunderclouds off the Prada jacket You would think these niggas they'd proud of Jackson Goin' out of style, I'm a damn fashion I'll be Saks-Fifthin', she be Donna Sacs-in' Born ballin', that's a fun fact (ayy) I be Orenthalin' with the drum slappin' Stuck in drug traffic told her daughter father He a cornball and you a crumb snatcher Hunnid strips in the four-door Hyundai Can't promise you it ain't gon' be no more gunplay (skrrt) Always knew that I rolled up one day (for real) Fuck a bitch out her 401K El June, it's only twelve, noon Already seen more paper than a mailroom Catch it, tighten it, it got everything Comin' full circle under the pale moon, where we at with it? Five-star (gang), trap spot (damn), same regions (man), Marriott (check) Art talk (yeah), Basquiat (man), never see me (numbers), out a lot (yeah) Real estate (check), private stock (man), ceramic brakes (uh), black drop (yeah) Got it off the black top (real, yeah), curtains when the mag pop (check)