Art Talk (Explicit)-Larry June/The Alchemist/Boldy James

[Intro: Larry June] Valet 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 [Chorus: Larry June] 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 blacktop (Yeah), curtains when the mag pops [Verse 1: Larry June] 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 (Yeah), houses off of coca leaves (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) [Interlude: Larry June & Boldy James] Takin' walks and **** (Takin' walks and shit) Birds chirpin' (Birds chirpin') Juice sippin' (Juice sippin') And, *****, you know I'm gon' do numbers (Numbers) Check it out (Out), ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy All next summer, we pullin' down on niggas Like what's poppin', Kermit? (Grr, do-do-do-do) Yeah, that way What else? [Verse 2: Boldy James] 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 ****in' verdict? No more happy days, double cup of courage Crabs in the barrel, he a ****in' hermit (Uh-huh) Youngin 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 'em Heavy plays in motion 'cause that broke nigga shit Will rub off on you quicker than some lotion Never get upset or caught up in emotion (Never) ****in' bad *****es from Detroit 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 niggas'll be proud of Jackson Goin' out in style, I'm a dyin' fashion I'll be Saks Fifth-in', she be Donna Sacs-in' Born ballin', that's a fun fact (Ayy) I'll be Orenthal-in' with the drum slappers, 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'll roll **** one day (For real) **** a *****, out her 401k Al, June, it's only twelve noon I already seen more paper than the mailroom Cache tight-knit, you got everything Comin' full circle under the pale moon, where we at with it? [Chorus: Larry June] 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 blacktop (Yeah), curtains when the mag pop