Dreamville’s J.I.D, who has been increasingly active on the guest verse circuit, slides through for the second verse. The dexterous Atlanta rapper busts out a few inventive flows, his staccato bars reminiscent of Andre 3000‘s creative penmanship. “Made my words work with pens, scribblin’ sins, I drop gems,” he raps. “I don’t got tick-tock time for them, seeds or stems.” As he tends to do, Charlie Wilson ties the whole package together with a smooth vocal performance, inviting listeners to close their eyes and vibe. If you like this one, check out Amine’s Limbo right here.

QUOTABLE LYRICS

N***a, fuck what you heard
It’s all fun and games ’til it happens like a Based God curse
Yeah, cell keep tickin’ on me like I’m six-one-seven
My cousin steez Stizz like he’s six-one-seven, okay
Devil on my shoulder, marijuana from Boulder
You know my n****s in this muthafuckin’ bitch