Art Talk

Valets, five-star Michelin type shit, you know what I mean?

Sweetheart, make sure my knife sharpened, you know what I mean?

Very peaceful, numbers

Al, what's happenin'? Yeah

Five-star trap spot (Damn), St. Regis, Marriott (Check)

Art talk (Yeah), Basquiat, never see me (Numbers), out a lot (Yeah)

Real estate (Check), private stock, ceramic brakes (Uh), black drop (Yeah)

Got it off the black top (Yeah), curtains when the mag pops

These the best memories, millionaire tendencies (Damn)

Lemon squeeze, Jeezy clean, James Bond, new machine (Numbers)

Reservation, book for three, choppin' game, sippin' tea (Check)

Hunnid G's (Uh), new piece, houses, off of Coca leaves (Aye, aye, aye, aye)

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, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

All next summer, we pullin' down on ****

Like what's poppin' Kermit? (Grr, do-do-do-do)

Yeah, that way, what else?

Them **** that you told on, they just got released (Go home)

Blow so strong, the Pac-Man you feast

Snow cones in my masterpiece (Aye), low pro rims factory

El Satchel Paige, what's the fuckin' verdict?

No more happy days, double cup of courage

Crabs in the barrel, he a fuckin' Hermit (Uh-huh)

Youngest snatchin' chains, tell him tuck his turkish

'Fore we catch his friend, hang him up and rob him

Have him tag his friend, everyday they post 'em

Heavy plays in motion, 'cause that broke **** shit

Will rub off on you quicker than some lotion

Never get upset or caught up in the motion (Yeah)

Fuckin' bad bitches, from De Toi to Oakland

I tell all my hoes to CC with me (What else?)

You either cuttin' checks or causin' commotion

New thunderclouds off the Prada jacket

You would think these **** would be proud of Jackson

Goin' out in style, I'm a dyin' fashion

I'll be Saks-Fifthin', she be Donna Sacs-in'

Born ballin', that's a fun fact (Aye)

I'll be all enthrallin' with the drum slappers, stuck in drug trafic

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 (Skrt)

Always knew that I'll roll dope one day (For real)

Fuck a bitch, I done 401K

Al, June, it's only twelve noon

I already seen more paper than the mailroom

Cache it, tighten it, you got everything

Comin' full circle under the pale moon, where we at with it?

Five-star trap spot, St. Regis, Marriott (Check)

Art talk (Yeah), Basquiat, never see me (Numbers), out a lot (Yeah)

Real estate (Check), private stock, ceramic brakes, black drop

Got it off the black top (Yeah), curtains when the mag pop