Pill Head

Mmh (yeah)
You gave 'em niggas a brick, 'za? (Fasho, fasho)
Shit over now, hmm

Yeah (yeah), used to call lil' bro a pill head
'Til I took that bitch and understood just what that pill did (just what that pill did)
I was 17, skippin' school, stealin' from the mailman (skrrt)
Waited 'til he got grown to be gangsta, I don't feel that

Told him watch his gang, he got a slow leak (he got a slow leak)
Watch what you say around 'em niggas, I think they police (I think they police)
He got some pints and out the blue, he say he sell lean (he say he sell lean)
I don't know what's wrong, but for some reason, I don't trust people (I don't trust people)

Yeah, know you see us turnin' up (yeah), put on your binoculars (your binoculars)
Richer than lil' Roddy 'nem (yeah), richer than a lotta niggas
You heard she a good girl 'cause you ain't see that side of her (ain't see that side of her)
But I saw that side of her (yeah), that lil' ho be turnin' up (damn)

I'm feelin' like Scarface in the trenches with a sling (brrt)
I just got shot, I'm back outside like I ain't feel a thing
Yeah, I ain't gon' lie, that hurt, so I ain't gon tell 'em what you said (tell 'em what you said)
Shit, I send four to go press 'em, niggas poppin' up dead

Yeah, clutchin' in the bulletproof, five percent the rentals too
VM, Vulture Mafia turnt up, gon' make your ho a thot
I'm in the trenches right now, bitch, come pull up right now
No, that ain't the realest 'za, I'll finesse a nigga two times
Bitch gon' pull up right now, yeah, told 'em niggas come pull up right now, what's happenin'?
Yeah, bitch, come pull up right now, yeah, keep tellin' 'em niggas come pull up right now, yeah

Yeah (yeah), used to call lil' bro a pill head
'Til I took that bitch and understood just what that pill did (just what that pill did)
I was 17, skippin' school, stealin' from the mailman (skrrt)
Waited 'til he got grown to be gangsta, I don't feel that (boom)

Told him watch his gang, he got a slow leak (got a slow leak)
Watch what you say around 'em niggas, I think they police (I think they police)
He got some pints and out the blue, he say he sell lean (he say he sell lean)
I don't know what's wrong, but for some reason, I don't trust people (I don't trust people)

Yeah, nigga, ain't shit green around here, I'm on gang
I know what'll turn this ho up, that D'USSÉ
Mmm, he a rat, his daddy a rat, all spray
I hang with some murderer niggas, what you sayin'?

And I keep my heater on me all in December
I put the chain on and make her suck it with the chain on
Put that brain on, I made lil' shawty put that brain on me
Paid a good lawyer, after that, got the case dropped

Bitch, what you sayin'? I-I know youngins after his man like he Pac-Man
He done lost a hunnid thousand in a dice game
I-I done took her to the beach, she tryna sight see
Your nigga ain't like me



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Writer(s): Joseph Dionte Steele, Robert Coleman Thomas, Ian Brandon Lews
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