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DJ

I'm in my mind, I need help (I need help)
I'm going, gangster
I sit and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
Bitch I'm on my grind, you can't tell
(You tell)
When I hit the spliff, time we face L's

Uh, okay, I in this bitch like
I stepped in shit
Right, left, right, left, left, hop, dip,
J.I.D, dipshit, the spliff lit, I'm
I'm finna hit the zip for zip-lock bags
So keep lip zipped
poppin' like ten zits, I got a little weed oil
Pull it when the pen lit, that's a drag
He be high off it in a minute, and that's a bag
I got it my Cali plug and she's a dentist
in the book bag, I roll it, light it
No look pass, that's too gassy, acid
Girl you
Now the of this spliff is, like
Wet as from your lipstick
You could just have it, but you still gotta
managing to come up with
The in the true fashion
J.I.D Milly Rockin' through the
(Madness)
Silly cockroaches forget the
Glock is to me
So you approach him or
Greet him do it kosher (kosher)
We can and you can watch me roll it up
Stay away from niggas
sneak Cosby in your cup
Told you one
I gon' do molly with you, but
You so fine, I'd try and do some molly off your
I ain't tryna sabatoge your killer vibe, I made a
So I can what it is I really feel inside
But in your mind, I be wildin' in high
Out of my

Ayy,
Light a booger up, in the butt, yep
We up
My cup runneth over, ain't full enough
bad, but that ain't good enough
They mad they
half of what I'm cookin' up
Taraji out in
Giving cookies a in my supply
a jumper cable, why?
Gon' hook me up, the is a lie (lie)
Who won't shush me up, I heard he got that
kush me up, I'm gone
Push me up, how high
I can kiss the sky
Gon' me up
She up her bra
Like cookies cushy in the jaw
her book me, hit the nookie up tomorrow
See be tryna book me
'Cause they put me in
a rookie
I'ma 'fore you put me in the car
I got beef my connect, I'm vexed
'Cause you see his THC is not
I he should not collect
Not upset, I trippin', what
He out his best
Should be glad my hand is
Around his and not his neck, yes
not a bogie, you already know the smell
Not that
I that lean is deadly for your health
If you me
Then know I already got some L's
Smoke some OG, so you can
That reggie by

Ha, I'm trapped in my
I help (I need help)
I sit back and recline, and (And inhale)
I'm back on my grind
You can't (You can't tell)
When I hit the
Only time we L's (Face L's)

Eenie miney moe, I a flow and set sail
J.I.D and Joey, they say we the out
They studying the
Tell 'pass the sesh now'
I'm a walking legend walking my chest out
Please babe don't you me
I'm off the X, yo
My silence got 'em politicin'
hedged outs
You hooked up on my
I'm hooked on this Kim,
I smoke on the
You that Reginald
Look y'all ain't ready for this, I'm spasmin'
Chain too heavy, it's giving me spasm
Pardon the sarcasm, it's all pessim'
I rides the beat until it have a
Pregnant
Bitch I shoot the club up
I'm way too raw, I'm going in without a
I'm on this fire batch, it got me raisin' hell
I hold this Mac-11 screaming "fuck twelve"

I'm trapped in my mind, I need help (I help)
I sit and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
Bitch I'm on my grind
You can't (You can't tell)
I hit the spliff
Only we face L's (Face L's)
I'm in my mind, I need help
I sit back and recline, and
Bitch I'm back on my grind, you can't
I hit the spliff, only time we face L's

up
That's you call generations
And now
that, J.I.D