Driving across Biscayne Bay to a photo studio, Fetty and 10 friends, flown from his native Paterson, N.J., where he lives, toke blunts as he jokes about his missing left eye. "All these people got two eyes and still can't drive for shit," says Fetty, who had a serious glaucoma-related infection when he was a baby. "I can roll weed, drive and talk on the phone -- all with one eye." He used to wear a prosthetic but doesn’t anymore. His son Aydin, 4, keeps it at home in a box. “You see for me,” he tells him.