This is a song about "Chillin on the bay"

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

I'm done, put the anchor in the bay

Oh, why do i live this way

Where the influences lay at bay,

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

I be chillin' and i'm spillin' when i'm hittin' the do', marijuana blazer, yo

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

Yet it's funny coz i just can't keep the truth at bay

Beneath the mist, chillin in the hidden valley

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Find whatever it is you need/ from the bomb bay car fucking hoes on main/

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

I bought them straight out the bay

Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool

Chillin' at the cottage, drinks by the pool