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DJ

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

Uh, okay, I in this bitch like
I stepped in some
Right, left, right, left, left, hop, dip,
J.I.D, dipshit, the lit, I'm lifted
I'm finna hit the zip for zip-lock bags
So keep your lip
Shit poppin' like ten zits, I got a little oil
Pull it the pen lit, that's a good drag
He be high off it in a minute, and a good bag
I got it from my Cali and she's a dentist
Back in the book bag, I roll it, it
No look pass, too gassy, sulfuric acid
Girl you
Now the lips of this is, like
Wet as shit from your
You could just it, but you still gotta fatty
managing to come up with
The magic in the fashion
J.I.D Rockin' through the madness
(Madness)
Silly cockroaches don't the
Glock is to me
So you approach him or
Greet him do it kosher (kosher)
We can smoke and you can watch me it up
Stay from them niggas
Tryna sneak in your cup
Told you one
I ain't do molly with you, but
You so fine, I'd try and do some off your butt
I ain't tryna sabatoge your vibe, I made a joke
So I can hide 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 that ain't good
They mad they
Ain't half of I'm cookin' up
out in line
Giving a plug in my supply
a jumper cable, why?
Gon' hook me up, the is a lie (lie)
Who won't me up, I heard he got that fire
Gon' me up, I'm gone
me up, mister how high
That I can the sky
look me up
She up her bra
Like cookies looking in the jaw
Told her me, hit the nookie up tomorrow
See police be book me
they put me in Segal
You's a
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 trippin', what
He pitchin' out his
Should be my hand is gripped
his spliff and not his neck, yes
This not a bogie, you already know the
Not codeine
I heard that is deadly for your health
If you me
Then know I already got some L's
some OG, so you can smoke
That reggie by

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

Eenie moe, I pick a flow and set sail
J.I.D and Joey, say we the best out
They studying the
Tell 'pass the sesh now'
I'm a legend walking with my chest out
Please don't you push me
I'm off the X, yo
My silence got 'em with
Them outs
You up on my findings
I'm hooked on Kim, though
I on the regular
You smokin' Reginald
Look y'all ready for this, I'm back spasmin'
Chain too heavy, it's giving me back
the sarcasm, inside it's all pessim'
I the beat until it have a bargasm
pause
Bitch I shoot the club up
I'm way too raw, I'm in without a rubber
I'm smokin' on this fire batch, it got me hell
While I hold Mac-11 screaming "fuck twelve"

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

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