Bad Guy - Intellectual

[Pre-Chorus]

My dreams look like medicine

Demon, baby, heaven sent

She said Safe save me, no I can't

I got some Hell to pay baby

[?] In this club we paint it white

Skin and bones, bitch, I look dead

Smoke it up straight to my head

My skull too empty, I'ma fill it up with lead

Love affair, pop a pill and fuck a B

Now that's a love affair

And I could fuck your bitch, but nah

I wasn't gonna take it there

Don't open up the door

We got lots of weight in there

(yeah, oh yeah)

[Chorus]

Hello, hi

I'm Mr. Bad Guy

Don't give no fuck about your problems or your dreams

So take it to the next guy

Bitch, I don't

I keep it bloody, dirty like a stick-n-poke

Read it off my chest, that [?]

Move 'n roll

Light that ciggy on the stove

I fucked up

You read that off my coke

Stupid, empty headed, slushy actin' like a drone

If it's local don't hit me up on my phone