Joey Bada$$ – Polish Jazz lyrics

[Intro: Chuck Strangers]
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[Verse 1: Chuck Strangers]
Long walks down the Ave' with my man
Stomach yellin', bitch this punk rock
[?] got me feelin' dumb [?]
Plain clothes, yeah, they making sure the funds stop
Stop and frisk us at the bus stop
Undesirables, [?] 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 Celly Cel
I'm at the combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell
Meet me on Lafayette by clientele
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
Supreme beam, [?] thought he was seeing things
Moment that I walked in, bunch of [?] niggas, so you know they snuck the hawk in
[?]
Any beef I 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, [?] ready for what that shit'll cost him
'Cause me, I got a couple hood coupons
My dogs waitin' for [?] to chew on
So homie, what is you on?
And I won't talk about my pockets, that's gon' take too long
You niggas is walkin' liabilities, literally
Lying is your only ability
I learned to stack wealth with perfect agility
Looking through you niggas wishin' wish that you could mirror me
My nigga Chuck bringin' out the killer in me
Got a big [?] so they could never be [?]
From the jump, my nigga never been a stranger
Since we clicked up, we been leavin' 'em in danger

[Outro: Joey Bada$$]
Haha
Yeah
Badass nigga
Fuck they talking 'bout