Joey Bada$$
Polish Jazz
[Intro: Chuck Strangers]
Can't find like this, though

[Verse 1: Chuck Strangers]
Long walks down the Ave' with my man
Stomach yellin', bitch this punk rock
Henny got me feelin' dumb, opp
Plain clothes, yeah, they making sure the funds stop
Stop and frisk us at the bus stop
Undesirables, we vow to 'em, liable to let you know to suck a dick
My game of life on hall of fame, and bitch I mastered it
Nine ninety-nine get you a sliver of my lifetime
We watchin' movies bumpin' white lines
Livin' very well, dressed for the occasion
Bitch I'm Melle Mel, it's going down tonight, I hit your Cеlly Cel
I'm at the combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell
Meet mе on Lafayette by clientele

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
Supreme beam, n***a thought he was seeing things
Moment that I walked in, bunch of fly n***as, so you know we snuck the hawk in
'Cause we ain't with the talkin'
Any beef I ever had, I had to stick a fork in it
Put his soul up for grabs like an auction
Ten bands, twenty bands, we already lost him
Nail in a coffin, he say he ready for war
Let's just pray he ready for what that shit'll cost him
'Cause me, I got a couple hood coupons
My dogs waitin' just for me to tell 'em what to chew on, n***a
So homie, what is you on?
And I won't talk about my pockets, that's gon' take too long, haha
You n***as is walkin' liabilities, literally
Lying is your only ability (Sheesh)
I learned to stack wealth with perfect agility
Looking through you n***as wishin' that you could mirror me
My n***a Chuck bringin' out the killer in me
Gotta bick 'em up so they could never be little MC
From the jump, my n***a never been a stranger
Since we clicked up, we been leavin' 'em in danger
[Outro: Joey Bada$$]
Haha
Yeah
Badass n***a
Fuck they talking 'bout
Like waiting on the-
Waiting on the bus, man
We be on the bus stop
We be on the bus stop for 'bout an hour or so, man