Ocean

Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers
 Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers
 Minus the bullshit
 Got you rolling papers, got you rolling (uh)
 Can't do it average, you cool and savage
 Makin' niggas do backflips
 FaceTime my phone, you be on a jet
 Roll my spliffs, send me pics every now and then
 When we met, I could admit, I was just after sex
 Taught you not to look for results, but trust the process
 Plus, you got your paper, ain't no nonsense
 Smoke from the bong intense, when she with you, she over it
 Faded but focused, I stay posted
 Hit me up, the case closed, I leave the gate open
 Know what's good, your chain say "Ocean"
 Put you on to the finer things
 Now when you see designer, you keep your composure
 Send a text, say she comin' over
 I don't have to send a car, she get her own
 'Cause she ain't been sober
 No panties on, you ain't needin' those Ron O'Neal, Curtis Mayfield
 Hittin' notes, hit the joint
 Leave the roach
 You don't know
 What you do to me lately
 I got so much love for ya
 Want you to know
 How much that I fuck with you, oh
 You don't know
 What you do to me lately
 Wanna roll one up for ya
 Want you to come to the back of the club
 Show some love to a real one (uh)
 Netflix and extra long spliffs
 Hit it once, she recognize what the difference is
 My bottom bitch don't even trip
 She see me with other chicks
 She hardly drink, but for me, she'll take a sip
 Do what you gotta do to pay your rent
 Only party with lame niggas at they expense
 I'm talking good weed, steak and shrimp
 Niggas runnin' off of styles that they ain't invent
 Tried to grab a towel just to hide the scent
 You smell the kush all through the vent
 Go through the hallways looking innocent
 I've been a gangster and a gentleman
 Talk to the boss and not no middlemen
 Is you with it or against it?
 Please make a decision
 Smoke a pound a day, eliminate the competition
 I'm that nigga, been that nigga
 Past and present tenses
 You look good
 I need a badder bitch to complement you
 You don't know
 What you do to me lately
 I got so much love for ya
 Want you to know
 How much that I fuck with you, oh
 You don't know
 What you do to me lately
 Wanna roll one up for ya
 Want you to come to the back of the club
 Show some love to a real one
 It's a gang thing, it's a gang thing
 It's a gang thing, it's a gang thing
 Don't do me like that
 I'm a star too
 Sledgro
 Everywhere that we go
 We blow it by the 0
 The K.K., the smoke