B.B.O.D - Intellectual

[Intro]

Blonde Bitches On Drugs

[Hook]

She numb inside and I can see it in her eyes

She done fucked around and got too high too many times

The devil in disguise said she'll just give it just a try

Light up a cigarette, it's closest thing to suicide and—uh

Popping off them Xannies

No award show but baby girl is at the Grammy's

In Miami, came the drugs, say it taste like candy

And the voices in her head are her newest family

And she don't even know what she got herself into

Therе's coke upon her gums, made hеr colder than an igloo

And now she's gonna learn in life, there is no fucking redo

And mother cried so much she just done ran up out of tissue

And you don't call your dad no more but you know that he miss you

You fell for a nigga that lookin' at you like you seafood

'Cause he be acting fishy, he don't even fucking see you

[Verse 1]

Yeah

Fade my mind and soul away

To another place I could prolly stay

Right outside of heaven's gates

Come right down and I'm back in a fucking maze

Zing life till everyone left 'cause I just couldn't do right

Off the drugs, she bounce up on me like a pogo

And I keep going in and out, I'm something like a yo-yo

Blonde bitches love to powder up they nose with some coco

Let 'em though, 'cause life's complex and I'm no one's Romeo

For real

I'll tell you how it feels

To be up in the hills

And you don't gotta steal the pills

You don't gotta sell your soul for that mill in the deal

Smoking on the Jack like you Jill, swaying on your heels

Keep things balanced in the middle

And don't let these niggas play you like fiddle

It's not an easy riddle and it's not really for fickle

Skittles-looking pillies popping out your closet to your noggin

Thought you'd stop but it's too late—all the money's out your wallet and fuck