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Oh
DJ

I'm trapped in my mind, I need (I need help)
I'm going, gangster
I sit back and recline, and (And inhale)
Bitch I'm back on my grind, you can't
(You tell)
When I hit the spliff, only time we 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 lit, I'm lifted
I'm hit the zip lick for zip-lock bags
So keep your lip
Shit poppin' like ten zits, I got a little oil
it when the pen lit, that's a good drag
He be high off it in a minute, and that's a bag
I got it from my Cali plug and she's a
in the book bag, I roll it, light it
No pass, that's too gassy, sulfuric acid
you nasty
Now the lips of this spliff is,
Wet as from your lipstick
You could have it, but you still gotta fatty
Still managing to up with
The in the true fashion
J.I.D Milly through the madness
(Madness)
Silly cockroaches don't the
is closer to me
So you approach him or
him do it with kosher (kosher)
We can smoke and you can watch me it up
Stay from 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 off your butt
I ain't tryna sabatoge your vibe, I made a joke
So I can hide what it is I really feel
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 over, theirs ain't full enough
They bad, but ain't good enough
They mad they
Ain't half of what I'm up
out in line
Giving cookies a plug in my
a jumper cable, why?
Gon' me up, the devil is a lie (lie)
Who won't me up, I heard he got that fire
Gon' me up, I'm gone
Push me up, how high
That I can the sky
Gon' me up
She up her bra
Like cookies cushy in the jaw
Told her book me, hit the nookie up
See be tryna 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
Should be glad my is gripped
his spliff and not his neck, yes
This not a bogie, you know the smell
Not that
I heard that is deadly for your health
If you me
know that I already got some L's
Smoke OG, so you can smoke
That by yourself

Ha, I'm in my mind
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)
I hit the spliff
Only time we L's (Face L's)

Eenie moe, I pick a flow and set sail
J.I.D and Joey, they say we the out
They studying the
Tell them 'pass the now'
I'm a legend walking with my chest out
Please babe you push me
I'm off the X, yo
My silence got 'em with
hedged outs
You hooked up on my
I'm hooked on Kim, though
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
the sarcasm, inside it's all pessim'
I rides the 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 on this fire batch, it got me raisin' hell
While I hold this screaming "fuck twelve"

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

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