[Verse 1: SLik D]
Where the ocean and sand meet, I be rolling up trees
Forgetting everything that's physically not in front of me
Notice my cough got weaker from the years of the reefer
But still the number one chiefer, never catch me asleep much
Or fucking with the police man
Going to jail isn't so well and I've been
Don't ask [?] sin
Make right choices, never taste the poison
Poison Mary
Mixed in some Bombay Gin, just sipping
Soon as it kick in I'm feeling numbness within my lips
While watching dolphin flips
Tell me how awesome is this
Flossing all this natural shit
Might hit a couple volleyball with them white tan broads
Bitch board the boulevard with my bro buzzing hard
Got a nigga feeling shwayze
Always thank God for another day, G
[Hook x2]
And that's how the day goes
And that's how the waves roll
[Verse 2: Intalek]
Pina coladas up at Ry Lounge
She said she never had Henny but she gon' try now
Virginia Beach, the Atlantic coast
Tourist rides on bananas boats
Cops out, keep your grammar close
No cursing on the strip
82 blocks of sand, only 30 is legit
The hustlers only come if it's worthy of a flip
But the girls everywhere come early for your pick
We riding deep, blowing ganja leaf
I don't smoke so I'm sipping lean
My nigga Kris got a text about a day party
We on our way for that Beach Week college scene
All love
Smell the salt water in the air
Shades on, not knowing where my day going
But I'm prepared
Just another sunny day in my Seven Cities playground
Soak up the sun momma, lay around
And ride, ride, ride, ride
[Hook]
[Verse 3: SLik D]
A common blend of people with seagulls
Lifeguard only really saving them hoes
Barely getting wet, keep the sand in my toes
Ass crack too, all up in my nose
Rinse my clothes, now we ready to go
But where we going?
I don't know as long as niggas bring along the smokage
California heritage is agriculture growing
Never embarrassed for the [?] shit we showing
Born and raised under these rays
A So-Cal Long Beach native from the South Bay
PCA all the way, let me show you some things
[?] for the traffic and we ain't got no MapQuest
To hydroplane when there ain't no rain around here
It happens on the regular, man
The sound feels so heavenly
All my folks can relate living by the seven seas