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DJ

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

Uh, okay, I stepped in this like
I stepped in shit
Right, left, right, left, left, hop, dip,
J.I.D, dipshit, the lit, I'm lifted
I'm finna hit the zip lick for zip-lock
So keep your lip
Shit poppin' like ten zits, I got a weed oil
it when the pen lit, that's a good drag
He be off it in a minute, and that's a good bag
I got it from my plug and she's a dentist
Back in the bag, I roll it, light it
No look pass, that's too gassy, sulfuric
Girl you
Now the lips of this is, like
Wet as shit from your
You just have it, but you still gotta fatty
Still managing to come up
The in the true fashion
J.I.D Rockin' through the madness
(Madness)
Silly cockroaches don't the
Glock is to me
So you approach him or
him do it with kosher (kosher)
We can smoke and you can watch me it up
Stay away them niggas
Tryna Cosby in your cup
you one time
I ain't gon' do molly you, but
You so fine, I'd try and do some molly off butt
I ain't tryna your killer vibe, I made a joke
So I can what it is I really feel inside
But in mind, I be wildin' in them high
Out of my

Ayy,
Light a up, wedgie in the butt, yep
We up
My cup runneth over, theirs full enough
They bad, but ain't good enough
They mad they
Ain't half of I'm cookin' up
out in line
Giving a plug in my supply
Need a jumper cable,
Gon' hook me up, the is a lie (lie)
Who shush me up, I heard he got that fire
kush me up, I'm gone
Push me up, mister how
That I can the sky
Gon' me up
She up her bra
Like cookies cushy in the jaw
Told her 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 with my connect, I'm
you see his THC is not correct
I think he not collect
Not upset, I ain't trippin',
He out his best
Should be my hand is gripped
his spliff and not his neck, yes
This not a bogie, you already the smell
Not codeine
I heard that lean is deadly for health
If you me
Then know that I already got L's
Smoke some OG, so you can
reggie by yourself

Ha, I'm trapped in my
I need help (I help)
I sit and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
I'm back on my grind
You can't (You can't tell)
I hit the spliff
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
studying the methods
Tell them 'pass the now'
I'm a walking legend walking with my out
Please don't you push me
I'm off the X, yo
My got 'em politicin' with
hedged outs
You hooked up on my
I'm hooked on this Kim,
I on the regular
You smokin' 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 it have a bargasm
pause
Bitch I might shoot the up
I'm way too raw, I'm in without a rubber
I'm smokin' on fire batch, it got me raisin' hell
While I hold this screaming "fuck twelve"

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

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