Joey Bada$$ - Zipcodes lyrics

Ha ha ha

You know what I'm sayin'?
Look, we gon' talk our shit
On this one (Talk your shit)
Kirk Knight on the beat
Keep my cypher complete, look
(Complete, look)

Forty K for the Rollie with 
The leather band, no time to parley
Life is too short, we came a long way
From pissy hallways to court-side up
In Barclays, yeah
Stuntin' is a sport, the way I'm ballin'
We could all play (Ballin')
My cup overflowin'
I'm feelin' fine in this Chardonnay
I dropped seven bands in Rick Owens
It was a calm day
Prices lookin' like a zip code


I switch zones when it get cold
So they gon' have to throw
They shade from far away
I brought it in, walkin'
With your broad down Broadway
Skip the foreplay and brought her back
To where the Don lay
It's Brooklyn, get your chain
Tooken lookin' like entrées
Parted in my origin
Get your troops, call 'em in
I gave 'em fair warnings
I'm up late nights and early mornings
I got a little buzz
I can't afford to miss my callin' now
Be the first to arrive and last to leave
Dropped out of school
Still voted most likely to succeed (Ow)

Said I do this with the ease
I collect my fees and then I breeze
Neck on freeze like it's below
Thirty-two degrees, check my steez
Hold up, nigga, nigga, nigga
(Please)

Look, off top for the speculation, yeah
If rap was a stock
I have a hundred million in evaluation
A hundred thousand hours and you niggas
Only master masturbation
Y'all some pros at procrastination, ha ha ha
I tax those who act slow
Never had patience (Never had)
My cat flow got you fat souls
In fascination, ha ha
I made her make it clap
Then I told her "Congratulations", yeah
You fuckin' with the realest cat
Since Larry David
Curvy enthusiast, it's Laquesha
From the black lagoon
Snatch your jewelry ass
Most niggas really pawns
When you wave the toolie at em'
(Boom, boom)
Could've made the Goonies clap
But masked up like MF DOOM
Don't know what truly had (Rest in peace)
And firstly, all my wolves is blood thirsty
Yeah
Ready to shoot from mid range
Like they James Worthy
Don't let them niggas try to hurt me (Try)
He gon' see some bloodhounds
Some blue flags
Duck down or move fast
And push your own kuf' back, nigga

Said I do this with the ease
I collect my fees and then I breeze
Neck on freeze like it's below
Thirty-two degrees, check my steez
Hold up, nigga, nigga, nigga
(Please)

I can show you how to get lit
And don't blow it, uhh)
'Cause when you really start gettin' rich
Ain't gotta show it (It's right)
Lifestyle golden, my nigga
Now that's trojan (Facts)
Only magnum rounds
When I bust and explode 'em
Eight figure nigga
So I'm always gettin' chosen
Middle of the summer, my ice is still frozen
I try to show these niggas the roast
They let it choke 'em
I got sick of playin' with niggas
I started coachin', yeah
I ain't worried 'bout y'all hands
'cause y'all jokers (Right)
Hit the Royal Flush on niggas
Ain't talkin' Poker (Right)
Actin' like my shit don't stink
When it's supposed to (Right)
I'm laughin' on my way to the bank
I'm in that Rover, ha ha
Bitch, watch that drink on my couch
Look, here's a coaster (Here)
Had to cut back on my toast
Get fully focused (Focused)
Cadillac came with a toast
It's fully loaded (Blah)
Ten years killin' this game
I'm really goated, nigga
(Fuckin' goat, nigga)
I'm the motherfuckin' greatest, nigga
I know you hate it, nigga (Yeah)
Most underrated
At least they ain't never underpayin'
Ha ha

I don't even know where to start
But you know, it's 2000 shit, man
If y'all wasn't around in the 2000s
You wouldn't know
What really goin' on, you feel me?
We smokin', we drinkin'
It's good vibes, it's the right vibe
It's the player vibe
2000, we gettin' this shit right
You feel me? All night
Take that, take that, 'cause Diddy
Was just right here, you heard me?
My nigga Joey Bada$$, two-fuckin'-thousand
We saw it in '99, but now we in 2000
Even though we in 2022 I think
But who's countin'?
We just countin' money, ya dig?
I don't even know what to say
I'm just here, you feel me?