Stoned on Ocean

Royal one high's I copped today

'Posed to leave Miami tomorrow

But I'll probably stay

I got animals in my closet, plenty furs and snakes

Bakery bank, direct deposit, birthday cakes

Stack it, stash it, it's in the combination safe

Playbook exclusive, execute what's on each page

Pulled up next to you, I was smoking in that Wraith

Your girl was tryna escape, you shoulda seen her face

Social stampede over my next tape

Every thirty days, another shipment sent your way

Haters figure soon I will run out of shit to say

But I rhyme what I live, it's just my life is my shit

Sick selection, I got hella cars to whip

Kick collection, level straight marvelous

Jewelry disrespectful, my pinkie ring just called your chick

A bitch

Stoned on ocean

Rolling up while we still smoking

High, everything in motion

Luxury bars getting thought of

Every time that I hear my Spyder start up

Underground stars, bruh, this grind was beyond tough

Would like to think them times beyond us

Smoked out till my time up

In the cut, somewhere, where you find us

With them low riders lined up

Eastside, bruh, who I shine for

Who I three-wheel-motion that blue '65 for

This year my city shook down the House of Blues

It was a classy affair, I brung out Mack and Tune

A lot of millionaires was high'd up in one room

Fresh to death, my dressing room was King Tut's tomb, ****

Stoned on ocean

Rolling up while I'm smoking