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DJ

I'm trapped in my mind, I need help (I help)
I'm still going,
I sit and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
Bitch I'm back on my grind, you tell
(You tell)
When I hit the spliff, only 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 hit the zip lick for zip-lock bags
So your lip zipped
Shit poppin' 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 a good bag
I got it from my Cali plug and a dentist
Back in the book bag, I it, light it
No look pass, too gassy, sulfuric acid
Girl you
Now the of this spliff is, like
Wet as shit from your
You could just have it, but you still gotta
managing to come up with
The magic in the fashion
J.I.D Milly Rockin' the madness
(Madness)
Silly cockroaches forget the
is closer to me
So you approach him or
Greet him do it with (kosher)
We can and you can watch me roll it up
Stay away them niggas
sneak Cosby in your cup
Told you one
I ain't do molly with 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 hide it is I really feel inside
But in your mind, I be wildin' in them
Out of my

Ayy,
Light a booger up, in the butt, yep
We up
My cup runneth over, ain't full enough
They bad, but that ain't good
They mad 'cause
Ain't of what 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 heard he got fire
Gon' kush me up, I'm
Push me up, mister how
I can kiss the sky
Gon' 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 boogie you put me in the car
I got beef my connect, I'm vexed
you see his THC is not correct
I think he should not
Not upset, I trippin', what
He pitchin' out his
be glad my hand is gripped
Around his and not his neck, yes
This not a bogie, you already know the
Not codeine
I heard that lean is for your health
If you me
know that I already got some L's
Smoke OG, so you can smoke
reggie by yourself

Ha, I'm trapped in my
I need help (I help)
I sit and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
Bitch I'm back on my
You tell (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
studying the methods
Tell them 'pass the sesh
I'm a walking walking with my chest out
babe don't you push me
I'm off the X, yo
My silence got 'em with
Them hedged
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 back
Chain too heavy, it's giving me back
Pardon the sarcasm, inside all pessim'
I the beat until it have a bargasm
Pregnant
Bitch I might shoot the up
I'm way too raw, I'm going in a rubber
I'm smokin' on this batch, it got me raisin' hell
While I hold this Mac-11 "fuck twelve"

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

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