Brian De Palma

[Intro]
(We interrupt this program to bring you a special news bulletin)
Yeah, yeah
We gon' keep the E in it, Chevies on switches
Said I never fall off and I still don't
Still stoned
Stoned on ocean
Right back

[Verse]
Like Brian De Palma wrote it, notable poet
Who The Source Magazine never quoted, not once
But every month another key unloaded, I'm one of the ones
Had to walk that shit down so my young'uns could run wild
Strong, they come with whatever the fuck they want
Keep them diamonds on Lucille she the mother of my son
Rolls Royces I got choices, just purchased my third one
Laid my jewelry on the mantle lit a dozen candles
Little champagne as I observe my security cameras
Scanning, peeping 'cause niggas get scandalous
Especially when they think you sleeping
It's not candy ran out them street sweepers
Can't panic in this time mishandling reaching for fire
What's happening outside (What's happening?)
Element of surprise ain't no chance to compromise
Rookies disrespecting the game and coloring all outside the lines
I ain't scared of change I forever stack my dollars high
Nigga

[Pre-Chorus]
Still stoned, still on
Said I don't fuck with suckers back then and I still don't
Still stoned
Stoned on ocean

[Chorus]
Like Brian De Palme wrote it
Notable poet who The Source never once quoted

[Outro]
Smoking weed in it, girl, don't post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret, we can always kick it
I said, keep the E in it, Chevies on switches
Yeah, we smoking weed in it, don't post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret we can always kick it
Rule number one, don't talk about me with your nigga
That shit there had me suspicious
We hitting switches on Chevies, highway dipping
Yeah
Loose lips sink ships, my shit ain't sinking
Yeah, yeah
Three cubes of ice
A little Villon
Keep the beasts gone (Ayo, Ray, you did that)
Still stoned