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[00:00.00] 作词 : Dicaprio/Hale Smith/Emil Boyd/Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott/Clifford Smith/Derrick Hutchins Jr/Zorro Golden-Roberts
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Dicaprio/Hale Smith/Emil Boyd/Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott/Clifford Smith/Derrick Hutchins Jr/Zorro Golden-Roberts
[00:05.89]Oh yeah
[00:07.72]DJ Drama
[00:11.87]I'm trapped in my mind, I need help (I need help)
[00:14.90]I'm still going, gangster
[00:15.84]I sit back and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
[00:18.59]Nigga I'm back on my grind,
[00:20.01]You can't tell (You can't tell)
[00:21.70]When I hit the spliff, only time we face L's
[00:24.01]Uh, okay, I stepped in this shit
[00:25.41]Like I stepped in some shit
[00:26.82]Right, left, right, left, left, hop, dip, skip
[00:29.87]J.I.D, b***h, the spliff lit, I'm lifted
[00:32.42]I'm finna hit the zip lick for zip-lock bags,
[00:35.14]So keep your lip zipped
[00:36.23]Shit poppin' like ten zits, I got a little shit oil
[00:39.68]Pull it when the pen lit, that's a good drag
[00:42.34]He be high off it in a minute, and that's a good bag
[00:45.30]I got it from my Cali plug and she's a dentist
[00:47.99]Back in the book bag, I roll it, light it
[00:50.35]No look pass, that's too gassy, sulfuric acid
[00:53.68]Girl you nasty, now the lips of this spliff is,
[00:56.46]Like, wet as **** from your lipstick
[00:58.20]You could just have it, but you still gotta fatty
[01:00.99]Still managing to come up
[01:02.60]With the magic in the true fashion
[01:04.31]J.I.D Milly Rockin' through the madness (Madness)
[01:06.76]Silly b***hroaches don't forget the Glock is closer to me
[01:09.72]So when you approach him
[01:11.02]Or greet him do it with kosher (kosher)
[01:12.94]We can smoke and you can watch me roll it up
[01:15.38]Stay away from them b*****s tryna sneak Cosby in your cup
[01:18.19]Told you one time, I ain't gon' do m***y with you, but
[01:21.38]You so fine, I'd try and do some m***y off your bu-
[01:24.50]I ain't tryna sabatoge your killer shit, I made a joke
[01:28.30]So I can hide what it is I really feel inside
[01:30.47]But in your mind, I be wildin' in them high
[01:32.51]Out of my mind high up out my mind
[01:34.75]M-E-T-H
[01:35.30]Ayy, look
[01:35.88]Light a booger up, wedgie in the butt,
[01:38.87]Yep, we pulling up
[01:39.80]My cup runneth over, theirs ain't full enough
[01:42.35]They bad, but that ain't good enough
[01:43.57]They mad 'cause they ain't half of what I'm cookin' up
[01:45.89]Taraji out in line, giving cookies a plug in my supply
[01:49.54]Need a jumper cable, why?
[01:50.95]Gon' hook me up, the devil is a lie (lie)
[01:53.36]Who won't shush me up, I heard he got that fire
[01:55.51]Gon' kush me up, I'm gone
[01:57.16]Push me up, mister how high, that I can kiss the sky
[01:59.98]Gon' look me up
[02:01.12]She pushing up her bra,
[02:02.19]Like cookies looking cushy in the jaw
[02:04.49]Told her book me, hit the b***h up tomorrow
[02:06.93]See police be tryna book me 'cause they put me in Segal
[02:09.85]You's a rookie,
[02:10.75]I'ma boogie 'fore you put me in the car
[02:13.00]I got beef with my connect, I'm vexed
[02:15.40]'Cause you see his THC is not correct,
[02:17.43]I think he should not collect
[02:18.97]Not upset, I ain't trippin',
[02:20.39]What, he pitchin' out his best
[02:21.93]Should be glad my hand is gripped around his spliff
[02:24.37]And not his neck, yes
[02:25.54]This not a bogie, you already know the smell
[02:27.91]Not that c*****e,
[02:28.93]I heard that lean is deadly for your health
[02:31.17]If you know me,
[02:32.00]Then know that I already got some L's
[02:34.13]Smoke some OG,
[02:34.98]So you can smoke that reggie by yourself
[02:37.24]Ha, I'm trapped in my mind,
[02:39.42]I need help (I need help)
[02:40.90]I sit back and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
[02:43.97]Nigga I'm back on my grind,
[02:45.44]You can't tell (You can't tell)
[02:47.03]When I hit the spliff,
[02:47.71]Only time we face L's (Face L's)
[02:49.98]Eenie miney moe, I pick a flow and set sail
[02:52.36]J.I.D and Joey, they say we the best out
[02:55.34]They studying the methods,
[02:56.83]Tell them 'pass the sesh now'
[02:58.45]I'm a walking legend walking with my chest out
[03:01.44]Please babe don't you push me
[03:02.95]'Cause I'm off the X, yo
[03:04.48]My silence got 'em politicin' with them hedged outs
[03:07.59]You hooked up on my findings,
[03:08.96]I'm hooked on this Kim, though
[03:10.55]I smoke on the regular, you smokin' that Reginald
[03:13.48]Look y'all ain't ready for this, I'm back spasmin'
[03:16.84]Chain too heavy, it's giving me back spasm
[03:19.57]Pardon the sarcasm, inside it's all pessim'
[03:22.57]I rides the beat until it have a bargasm,
[03:25.59]Pregnant pause
[03:26.72]Nigga I might shoot the club up
[03:29.36]I'm way too raw, I'm going in without a rubber
[03:32.13]I'm smokin' on this fire batch,
[03:33.87]It got me raisin' hell
[03:35.11]While I hold this Mac-11 screaming '**** twelve'
[03:38.41]I'm trapped in my mind, I need help (I need help)
[03:41.45]I sit back and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
[03:44.56]Nigga I'm back on my grind,
[03:45.80]You can't tell (You can't tell)
[03:47.61]When I hit the spliff,
[03:48.35]Only time we face L's (Face L's)
[03:50.47]I'm trapped in my mind, I need help
[03:53.24]I sit back and recline, and inhale
[03:56.41]Nigga I'm back on my grind, you can't tell
[03:59.38]When I hit the spliff, only time we face L's
[04:02.24]Right up
[04:04.59]That's what you call generations, and generation now
[04:13.56]Know that, J.I.D
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text lyrics
作词 : Dicaprio/Hale Smith/Emil Boyd/Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott/Clifford Smith/Derrick Hutchins Jr/Zorro Golden-Roberts
作曲 : Dicaprio/Hale Smith/Emil Boyd/Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott/Clifford Smith/Derrick Hutchins Jr/Zorro Golden-Roberts
Oh yeah
DJ Drama
I'm trapped in my mind, I need help (I need help)
I'm still going, gangster
I sit back and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
Nigga I'm back on my grind,
You can't tell (You can't tell)
When I hit the spliff, only time we face L's
Uh, okay, I stepped in this shit
Like I stepped in some shit
Right, left, right, left, left, hop, dip, skip
J.I.D, b***h, 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 shit 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 **** from your lipstick
You could just have it, but you still gotta fatty
Still managing to come up
With the magic in the true fashion
J.I.D Milly Rockin' through the madness (Madness)
Silly b***hroaches don't forget the Glock is closer to me
So when you approach him
Or greet him do it with kosher (kosher)
We can smoke and you can watch me roll it up
Stay away from them b*****s tryna sneak Cosby in your cup
Told you one time, I ain't gon' do m***y with you, but
You so fine, I'd try and do some m***y off your bu-
I ain't tryna sabatoge your killer shit, I made a joke
So I can hide what it is I really feel inside
But in your mind, I be wildin' in them high
Out of my mind high up out 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 (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 b***h 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 c*****e,
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 need help)
I sit back and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
Nigga I'm back on my grind,
You can't tell (You can't tell)
When I hit the spliff,
Only time we face L's (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
Nigga 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 '**** twelve'
I'm trapped in my mind, I need help (I need help)
I sit back and recline, and inhale (And inhale)
Nigga I'm back on my grind,
You can't tell (You can't tell)
When I hit the spliff,
Only time we face L's (Face L's)
I'm trapped in my mind, I need help
I sit back and recline, and inhale
Nigga I'm back on my grind, you can't tell
When I hit the spliff, only time we face L's
Right up
That's what you call generations, and generation now
Know that, J.I.D