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DJ

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

Uh, okay, I stepped in bitch like
I in some shit
Right, left, right, left, left, hop, dip,
J.I.D, dipshit, the spliff lit, I'm
I'm finna hit the zip lick for zip-lock
So your lip zipped
Shit like ten zits, I got a little weed oil
Pull it 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 Cali plug and she's a
Back in the book bag, I roll it, it
No look pass, that's too gassy, acid
Girl you
Now the of this spliff is, like
Wet as shit from lipstick
You could just it, but you still gotta fatty
Still managing to come up
The magic in the fashion
J.I.D Milly Rockin' the madness
(Madness)
Silly cockroaches forget the
Glock is to me
So you approach him or
him do it with kosher (kosher)
We can smoke and you can me roll it up
Stay away them 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 hide it is I really feel inside
But in mind, I be wildin' in them high
Out of my

Ayy,
a booger up, wedgie in the butt, yep
We up
My cup over, theirs ain't full enough
They bad, but ain't good enough
They mad they
Ain't half of I'm cookin' up
Taraji out in
Giving cookies a plug in my
Need a jumper cable,
hook me up, the devil is a lie (lie)
Who won't shush me up, I he got that fire
Gon' kush me up, I'm
Push me up, mister how
That I can the sky
Gon' me up
She up her bra
Like cookies looking in the jaw
Told her me, hit the nookie up tomorrow
See be tryna book me
'Cause put me in Segal
a rookie
I'ma 'fore you put me in the car
I got beef my connect, I'm vexed
you see his THC is not correct
I he should not collect
Not upset, I ain't trippin',
He out his best
be glad my hand is gripped
Around his and not his neck, yes
This not a bogie, you already the smell
Not codeine
I heard that is deadly for your health
If you me
Then know I already got some L's
Smoke 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 can't tell (You tell)
I hit the spliff
Only time we L's (Face L's)

Eenie miney moe, I pick a and set sail
J.I.D and Joey, they say we the out
They studying the
Tell them the sesh now'
I'm a walking legend walking my chest out
babe 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 Kim, though
I on the regular
You smokin' Reginald
y'all ain't ready for this, I'm back spasmin'
Chain too heavy, it's me back spasm
Pardon the sarcasm, it's all pessim'
I rides the beat it have a bargasm
Pregnant
Bitch I might the club up
I'm way too raw, I'm going in without a
I'm smokin' on this 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 back on my
You can't (You can't tell)
When I hit the
Only we face L's (Face L's)
I'm trapped in my mind, I help
I sit and recline, and inhale
Bitch I'm back on my grind, you tell
When I hit the spliff, only we face L's

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