FromdaTomb$ Joey Bada$$ (Ft. Chuck Strangers)

[Produced By Chuck Strangers]
[Scratches By Statik Selektah]

[Intro: Sample + Joey Bada$$]
("Go Brooklyn!")
Said, what it's like?
Joey Bad' and Chuck Strangers
Leave niggas endangered
It's the real, yo, what's the word word?
Pass the herbs—check

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
My man Dirty had the buddha just to put me in my right mind
I rhyme stoned, drop jewels and bright lines
Sight dimes wit' slight closed eyes, I'm slight sober
Ma, you ain't that girl at giving throat so bye
F it, I'm bipolar, took shorty to the backroom
Play charades, she actin like a vacuum
Showed her to the door before the afternoon
She fell hard on the floor, so you know that she'll be back soon
Fake MC's get their reps ruined
Young villain hop up on the track then the track doomed
Click-clack-boom, resurrecting boom-bap from the tombs
Raps dope like crack in cocoons
Back in this mood, back on the move
It's the motherfucking real, nigga chill act cool
Pay respect to the cat Drew
And I'm way too blessed to be throwing shots at you