Hot Box

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

B**ch I'm back on my grind you can't tell

When I hit the sp**ff only time we face L's

Uh okay

I stepped in this b**ch like I stepped in some sh*t

Right left right left left hop dip skip

JID dipshit the sp**fflit I'm lifted

I'm finna hit the zip lick for zip-lock bags

So keep your lip zipped

Sh*t poppin' like ten zits I got a little ** 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 ** girl you nasty

Now the lips of this sp**ff

Is like wet as sh*t 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

JID Milly Rockin' through the madness madness

Silly cockroaches 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 n***as 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 up

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 jar

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 sp**ff

And not his neck yes

This not a bogie you already know the smell

Not that co**ine I heard that lean is deadly for your health

If you know me then know that I already got some L's

Of 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

B**ch I'm back on my grind you can't tell

When I hit the sp**ffonly time we face L's

Eenie miney moe I pick a flow and set sail

JID 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 indo

My silence got 'em politicin' with them hedged outs

You hooked up on my findings I'm hooked on this chemdawg

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 b**ch 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 F**k twelve

I'm trapped in my mind I need help I need help

I sit back and recline and inhale and inhale

B**ch I'm back on my grind you can't tell you can't tell

When I hit the sp**ffonly time we face L's face L's

I'm trapped in my mind I need help

I sit back and recline and inhale

B**ch I'm back on my grind you can't tell

When I hit the sp**ffonly time we face L's

Ride out

That's what you call generations and generation now

Know that JID