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Switchin' channels cause I can't get caught on to no extra shit
Everyday I'm ridin' round, ain't worried who you coolin' wit
Oceanside, when I'm baked, I'm gettin' lobster, and some shrimp
Flowin' in the water, got me feelin' like Poseidon's pimp
Ain't no rollin' windows down, we be steady, hotboxin' shit
Eyes is low, steamy red, lookin' like kryptonian
Rhinestone cuts, amber gloves, some shit you can find me in
Only shit I'm worried bout is when I get my dividends
Dive in a bitch then I ride onna beat, brand new Jordans on my feet
Vibe in a bit, then I rhyme with the heat, eucalyptus on my sheets
Shinin' to me, I'm dyin' to see, no programs up on my screen
Every time you talk, I know, I wouldn't wanna hear it
Every time I walk it's stone, I build a brand new pyramid
And you know I own the throne, bitches they love to hear it
And you know I own the throne, bitches they love to hear it
Cryogenic wrist it's lit, wit all my oxygen
All you do is talk ya shit, but you can't box me in
All I do is walk the ship, they make it obvious
Stashes filled to the brim, I pay yo mama, bitch
Cryogenic wrist, it's lit, wit all my oxygen
All you do is talk ya shit, but you can't box me in
All I do is walk the ship, they make it obvious
Stashes filled to the brim, I pay yo mama, bitch