Hot Box JID (Ft. Joey Bada$$ & Method Man)

[Intro: DJ Drama]
Oh yeah, DJ Drama

[Chorus: Joey Bada$$ & 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)
Bitch, I'm back on my grind, you can't tell
When I hit the spliff, only time we face L's

[Verse 1: J.I.D]
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 as fuck 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 (Madness)
Silly cockroaches don't forget the Glock is closer to me
So when you approach him or greet him do it with caution (Caution)
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 no molly with you but
You so fine, I'd try and do some molly off your bu-, heheheh
I ain't tryna sabotage 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