1993
J. Cole EARTHGANG Cozz JID Dreamville Buddy Smino Lyrics


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Ay
These motherfuckers, man, yo (Elite, Elite, Elite)
Check it, yo, check it out, ay

Since 1993
I've been smoking weed, ask about me
Niggas know not to
Oh, wait, niggas know, oh, fuck, ay

(Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up)
(Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up)
(Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up)
(Roll up, shit)

Uh, I'm drunk at a party, ain't put down my cup
The fuck is my water? I pick this shit up
Then drank all the water and threw this shit up
It's ash in my cup, I'm mad as a muh', huh
I push pack like USPS, you is a b-itch

Ay, yo, yo, shut the fuck, ay
Don't even rap, nigga, you, ay, hold on
Hold the fuck up, nigga

Tell me why you wanna come get high tonight
I only got one reason, I'm top dog tonight
I let the broads borrow my room and I got caught tonight
Drunken partying, slobbering, 'nother sloppy night
Always fight with my mama, but look, on my leave night
I'll call her, when I'm a baller, I promise that I'ma score you
Until then, I'ma ignore you, it's nothing personal (sorry)
I'm just tryna fuck a couple girls and go
Can't do that while I'm on the phone
I'm not a mother's boy, I'm a motherfucker

Ay, ay, ay, hold on, hold on, nigga
Can I smoke? Can I smoke? Can I smoke, nigga?
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up)
(Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up)
(Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up)
(Roll up, shit)

Yeah
Sittin' sideways, side steppin' side bitches
Side eyes, light skin, need stitches, mind your business
You're slurring, my baby, you're surfing, no turfing
My girl drippin', dirty whispers in my ear
I don't mumble
A-B-C your way up out the convo
Lookin' for sluts, oh? I know a couple

Bro, bro, bro, bro, ay, bro, bro, bro, bro
Ay, nigga, come on, like
Nigga, stop rapping, start passing
(Oh-oh-oh-oh) like can I? Nigga

(Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up) bro, bro
(Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up)
(Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up)
(Roll up, shit)

Look, okay the weed so strong it got me stressed
The stress so strong it got me weed
I'm so on, it threw me off (yeah)
I'm throwed off, yes indeed
I threw up after my threesome
On my threads, had to leave the crime scene like criminals do
She wanna come to my crib and give me a genital smooch
Typical, typical, get the piccolo, skididdle, skedaddle
I sling peen like a lasso
That mean king save the queen from the castle
I grab the saddle
Prisoner to prescription, it's changed, jackal, Jack Daniels
Shawty tryna tell me

Motherfucker, ay, didn't I say? Nigga, ay
We can't rap, nigga, we smoking weed
Stop rappin', nigga, this is not a rap session
We gettin' high

If I smoke a blunt right now
I'ma be on 285 with my pants pulled down
Around my ankles
Still no stranger to the blunt smoke, gun smoke
You niggas don't want smoke
No guts like that Swisher we just smoked
We cutthroat, niggas (hold, hold on, hold on)

Wait, w-w-w-wait
W-w-w-wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Hold on, wait, wait, wait, wait, ay, wait
Shh, shh, shh
Wait, wait, wait, okay, Watson, Watson, stop
'Cause this nigga J. Cole, he done grew some dreads
He think he smoke now
Pass the blunt, nigga, stop rappin'
That's the end of the song, nigga
This the end of the session, we goin' home
I just called my Lyft




I just wanna call the, I mean hit the blunt, I mean
Let me try one more time

Overall Meaning

The song "1993" by J. Cole, EARTHGANG, Cozz, JID, Dreamville, Buddy, and Smino is a playful and carefree track that reflects the artists' love for marijuana and their desire to have a good time. The lyrics convey the party atmosphere and the rebellious attitude of the artists, as they boast about their experiences with drugs and alcohol. The song references the year 1993, possibly suggesting that the artists have been indulging in these activities since that time.


Throughout the song, there are interruptions and humorous exchanges between the artists, adding to the playful nature of the track. They discuss their party antics, drunken behavior, and their lack of concern for societal norms and expectations. The lyrics also touch on the artists' relationships with their mothers, admitting to their rebellious behavior while promising to make it up to them someday.


Line by Line Meaning

Since 1993
From the year 1993 onward


I've been smoking weed, ask about me
I have been regularly smoking marijuana, you can ask anyone for confirmation


Niggas know not to
People are aware not to mess with me or my crew


Oh, wait, niggas know, oh, fuck, ay
Oh, hold on, people do know, damn it


Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up
Prepare and serve me a rolled joint and a drink, let's get heavily intoxicated


Uh, I'm drunk at a party, ain't put down my cup
I am intoxicated at a party and haven't set down my drink


The fuck is my water? I pick this shit up
Where is my water? I grab it


Then drank all the water and threw this shit up
Then proceeded to drink all the water and vomit it back up


It's ash in my cup, I'm mad as a muh', huh
There is ash in my cup, I am extremely angry


I push pack like USPS, you is a b-itch
I deliver packages like the United States Postal Service, you are weak


Tell me why you wanna come get high tonight
Explain why you desire to consume drugs and get intoxicated this evening


I only got one reason, I'm top dog tonight
My only motive is that I am the dominant figure tonight


I let the broads borrow my room and I got caught tonight
I allowed women to use my room and I got caught in an unfavorable situation tonight


Drunken partying, slobbering, 'nother sloppy night
Engaging in intoxicated revelries, drooling, just another messy evening


Always fight with my mama, but look, on my leave night
I frequently argue with my mother, but on this occasion, my departure night, I will reach out to her


I'll call her, when I'm a baller, I promise that I'ma score you
I will call her when I am successful and wealthy, I assure you that I will pursue a romantic relationship


Until then, I'ma ignore you, it's nothing personal (sorry)
Until that time comes, I will disregard your existence, it's not personal (apologies)


I'm just tryna fuck a couple girls and go
I am simply trying to engage in sexual activities with a few women and then leave


Can't do that while I'm on the phone
I am unable to do that while I am engaged in a phone conversation


I'm not a mother's boy, I'm a motherfucker
I am not someone who is overly reliant on their mother, I am an assertive and bold individual


Ay, nigga, come on, like
Come on, my friend, like


Nigga, stop rapping, start passing
My friend, cease your rap performance and instead start sharing the joint


Sittin' sideways, side steppin' side bitches
Relaxed and leaning to the side, evading side relationships


Side eyes, light skin, need stitches, mind your business
Suspicious looks, pale complexion, requiring medical attention, focus on your own affairs


You're slurring, my baby, you're surfing, no turfing
You are speaking unclearly, my dear, you are riding the wave, no need for conflict


My girl drippin', dirty whispers in my ear
My significant other is enticing me, sharing provocative secrets with me


I don't mumble
I do not speak unclearly or indistinctly


A-B-C your way up out the convo
Gradually exit the conversation


Lookin' for sluts, oh? I know a couple
Searching for promiscuous individuals, oh? I am aware of a few


Wait, w-w-w-wait
Hold on, wait a moment


Hold on, wait, wait, wait, wait
Hold on, wait, wait, wait, wait


Shh, shh, shh
Shh, shh, shh


Wait, wait, wait, okay, Watson, Watson, stop
Wait, wait, wait, alright, Watson, Watson, cease


'Cause this nigga J. Cole, he done grew some dreads
Because this individual J. Cole, he has grown dreadlocks


He think he smoke now
He believes he is now a regular marijuana consumer


Pass the blunt, nigga, stop rappin'
Hand over the joint, my friend, cease your rap performance


That's the end of the song, nigga
That is the conclusion of the song, my friend




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Anthony Parrino, Cody Osagie, Destin Route, Eian Parker, Jermaine Cole, Simmie Sims Iii

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Comments from YouTube:

@AceDevil55

Since 1993 I’ve been smoking weed, ask about me

@12Saintsrow

Buddy came in on that track like a nuke

@hanma4166

Bruh cole said that like 100 times on the documentary had me laughing

@thenotoriousmichaeljackson8938

Documentary

@iChopYouDrop

🔥🔥

@CJayFFA

aks*

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@jlg5622

This is what Cole was quoting when J.I.D told him to shut up. 😂

@emmanueluribe3685

JLG_ what did he quote

@emmanueluribe3685

JLG_ what did he quote

@tommyali1787

che loco “since 1993, i’ve been smoking weed ask about me”

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