Pillies

Okay
It feel better when I'm off the ex
It feel better when I'm off the extasy
Aye okay okay uh okay

You niggas be bitches foreal
And I need the riches foreal
Pop that shit like my last pill aye
Oh you wanna drill
Oh you wanna kill
Oh it's hurting still
Oh you wanna feel
Baby what's the dealy
Might take me a trip out to Philly
It feel different when I'm off the pillies
Even though they might just kill me
Oh you hurting still
Oh you wanna feel
Beat me like a 808
Girl it might just kill me

It feel different when I'm in the room
I'm addicted to the shrooms
Girl what that pussy gone do
She make it clap make it move
Show me I'm ready for you
I wanna be better for you
Show me who better for you

And I stay strapped with the tool
No I ain't a astronaut
But this chopper blast you go to the moon
My dawg crash I just went boom
Hop in the hell cat know imma zoom it
Blick in my hand you know imma use it
Got him a chop and still ain't use it
The way niggas fake that shit be amusing
I fucked that hoe cut her off I'm confused
Smoking exotic it stank no suey
Foreign Lil bitch in my bed she choosy
Back in the third grade I was a nuisance
Treat these niggas like drugs move em
Pill in her body she over-consuming
Snaked his ass we left him clueless
Ain't got a brain but I still go stupid

You niggas be bitches foreal
And I need the riches foreal
Pop that shit like my last pill aye
Oh you wanna drill
Oh you wanna kill
Oh it's hurting still
Oh you wanna feel
Baby what's the dealy
Might take me a trip out to Philly
It feel different when I'm off the pillies
Even though they might just kill me
Oh you hurting still
Oh you wanna feel
Beat me like a 808
Girl it might just kill me



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Writer(s): Kamari Allen
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