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Ilajide
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kortez Ilajide Marion
Kortez Ilajide Marion
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ilajide
Ilajide
Producer

Lyrics

Sip on the yak bet it make me loose
Sip on the jack bet it make me loose
On the juice bet it make me loose
Take a Sip of the dusse bet it make me loose
On the yak bet it make me loose
Sip on the jack bet it make me loose
On the juice bet it make me loose
Take a Sip of the dusse bet it make me loose
Say I pray like damn who's the son of man
Who finna take a sip then the drink takin the man
Don't matter black man ima sip it again
To the point where I don't need to drink with friends
I'm on a limit, what I tell myself
Do a glass everyday mean I need some help
Do a blunt every hour translate to health
When the cost add up did I bleed my wealth
I need to know, it's rhetorical
I need my overall feelin euphorical
Poverty got me trapped in a whirlpool
But I got enough to stop by the store witchu
War what you think this shyt is
Chemical imbalance is a palace
When you cannot escape where you live
We do it for thrills
It's hard to feel when you ain't seen the world outside of yo crib
Sip on the yak bet it make me loose
Sip on the jack bet it make me loose
On the juice bet it make me loose
Take a Sip of the dusse bet it make me loose
On the yak bet it make me loose
Sip on the jack bet it make me loose
On the juice now bet it make me loose
Take a Sip of the dusse bet it make me loose
When I'm drunk I spend money
Nah this ain't funny
But do you need something
I Drop like Gin rummy
Gimme the night finna grab me a leaf from the tree
Then pay Belve for Gelato OG
Only 5 leaves for a 10 dollar fee
Smokin 5 leaves a day make a sour OG
Real pimp math
If you add the packs from leaves I done had
Just this year I'd be mad On my own ass
Before accountant even finna ask
Look man my spend habit trash
Get up on my path road to demascus
But I fall by the bush that Moses passed
Finna roll weed in a rose from ash
On my Jean grey when she rose from ash
Now I tame the beast like a throw from ash
Til the next time a pimp finna grab a glass
Sip on the yak bet it make me loose
Sip on the jack bet it make me loose
On the juice now bet it make me loose
Take a Sip of the dusse bet it make me loose
On the yak bet it make me loose
Sip on the jack bet it make me loose
On the juice now bet it make me loose
Take a Sip of the dusse bet it make me loose
I'm tryna listen to what you sayin but I really think you faded
Goin on and on explaining sober up you can text me later
Don't need no complicated thoughts on my mind you can save it
No way you blow my flavor From the weed up in this paper
Written by: Kortez Ilajide Marion
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