hotbox

oh yeah. dj drama. i'm trapped in my mind

i need help

i'm still going

gangster

i sit back and recline

and inhale

bitch i'm back on my grind

you can't tell

when i hit the spliff

only time we face l's

uh

okay

i stepped in this bitch like i stepped in some shit

right

left

right

left

left

hop

dip

skip

j.i.d

dipshit

the spliff lit

i'm lifted

i'm finna hit the zip lick for zip-lock bags so keep your lip zipped

shit poppin' like ten zits

i got a little weed oil

pull it when the pen lit

that's a good drag

he be high off it in a minute

and that's a good bag

i got it from my cali plug and she's a dentist

back in the book bag

i roll it

light it

no look pass

that's too gassy

sulfuric acid

girl you nasty

now the lips of this spliff is like wet as shit from your lipstick

you could just have it

but you still got a fatty

still managing to come up with the magic in the true fashion

j.i.d milly rockin' through the madness

silly cockroaches don't forget the glock is closer to me

so when you approach him or greet him do it with kosher

we can smoke and you can watch me roll it up

stay away from them niggas tryna sneak cosby in your cup

told you one time

i ain't gon' do molly with you but

you so fine

i'd try and do some molly off your bu-

heheheh

i ain't tryna sabatoge your killer vibe

i made a joke so i can hide what it is i really feel inside

but in your mind

i be wildin' and i'm high out of my mind

m-e-t-h

ayy

look

light a booger up

wedgie in the butt

yep

we pulling up

my cup runneth over

theirs ain't full enough

they bad

but that ain't good enough

they mad 'cause they ain't half of what i'm cookin' up

taraji out in line

giving cookies a plug in my supply

need a jumper cable

why?

gon' hook me up

the devil is a lie

who won't shush me up

i heard he got that fire

gon' kush me up

i'm gone

push me up

mister how high

that i can kiss the sky

gon' look me up

she pushing up her bra

like cookies looking cushy in the jaw

told her book me

hit the nookie up tomorrow

see police be tryna book me 'cause they put me in segal

you's a rookie

i'ma boogie 'fore you put me in the car

i got beef with my connect

i'm vexed

'cause you see his thc is not correct

i think he should not collect

not upset

i ain't trippin'

what

he pitchin' out his best

should be glad my hand is gripped around his spliff and not his neck

yes

this not a bogie

you already know the smell

not that codeine

i heard that lean is deadly for your health

if you know me

then know that i already got some l's

smoke some og

so you can smoke that reggie by yourself

ha

i'm trapped in my mind

i need help

i sit back and recline

and inhale

bitch i'm back on my grind

you can't tell

when i hit the spliff

only time we face l's

eenie miney moe

i pick a flow and set sail

j.i.d and joey

they say we the best out

they studying the methods

tell them 'pass the sesh now'

i'm a walking legend walking with my chest out

please babe don't you push me 'cause i'm off the x

yo

my silence got 'em politicin' with them hedged outs

you hooked up on my findings

i'm hooked on this kim

though

i smoke on the regular

you smokin' that reginald

look y'all ain't ready for this

i'm back spasmin'

chain too heavy

it's giving me back spasm

pardon the sarcasm

inside it's all pessim'

i rides the beat until it have a bargasm

pregnant pause

bitch i might shoot the club up

i'm way too raw

i'm going in without a rubber

i'm smokin' on this fire batch

it got me raisin' hell

while i hold this mac-11 screaming fuck twelve"