[Verse 1: KXNG Crooked]
My queen is rubbing the back of me
As I happily pass her the daiquiri, your majesty
The view on the balcony actually match the tapestry
The view of my fantasy actually match reality
Manifested and gradually, treat my past like it had to see the chiropractor
'Cause I left my agony in back of me, got it crackin G
Now I inspire the fire rappers, they listenin' in like wiretappers to my mastery
N***a, that's factory, and me
I'll be on some other shit, cruising in my mothership
Elbow out the window, blowin' smoke, burning rubber, bitch
Can it be so simple, I just wanna buy my mother shit
Keep up with the tempo of these beats
I'll be two steppin' two, when I'm in the spot
Hard bottom Dior loafers, ice water poured over the watch
10 o'clock, I groove the system, not the affairs
Black tie, it don't matter who wins or not

[Chorus: Joell Ortiz]
Black tie affair, fine wine in your glass, cigar smoke in the air (Yeah)
Sit your needle on that vinyl, it's that vibe right here (Yeah)
Black tie affair, fine wine in your glass, cigar smoke in the air (Yeah)
Sit your needle on that vinyl, it's that vibe right here (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Joell Ortiz]
See this is that, jet ski breeze in the West Indies (Ahh)
Turning at 23 degrees while my left knee leans into the current (Shh)
Vision blurrin' from the splash of my glasses
My shades, high end fashion with the swim trunks matchin'
That wavy boy on the block, boilin' water with rocks
Rockin' that boy in the water, when that wave run a hop
See, that's a full circle moment, like a donut stop
Who knew I'd become the who and who you know and what not
Well, I did, but thanks for catching up
The cash I touch got you mad as fuck
Nah, I ain't Hollywood, I'm just actin' up
The coupe matted, but I'ma wrap the truck
Snatch the guts from out the grand nash, restore that leather and patch it up (Woo)
Was in 'em projects dreaming 'bout all that jet life
Now mom's got a condo near MetLife
Step light on her wood floor, shoes at the door like this Tatami
How my tie looking, Crook? I'm good? Okay, let's party
[Chorus: Joell Ortiz]
Black tie affair, fine wine in your glass, cigar smoke in the air (Yeah)
Sit your needle on that vinyl, it's that vibe right here (Yeah)
Black tie affair, fine wine in your glass, cigar smoke in the air (Yeah)
Sit your needle on that vinyl, it's that vibe right here (Yeah)