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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