PILLS - Intellectual

[Chorus: Short Cruz and slatt.bratt]

It don’t have to be like this anymore

We gon' have to run it up

Wake up this is what my girlfriend said

Last night you took hella Benadryl on my friends bed

She said that it’s a blessing cause you could’ve been dead

Four bottles they was fuckin' up your head

When this shit gon' blow up it's gon' break the internet

Talking hella shit make you talk to the feds

Don’t want no sweets around we put you to the test

If you talking shit we gon' make you confess

Baby I’m different I’m not like the rest

Love me and I’ll make your life blessed

We gon' be counting bands I know we up next

30 shots they was sent to your head

All that Benadryl was fuckin' up your head

Yo' bitch love me she said I’m the best

We aim above the neck so just put down that vest

She's loved me since the day we had met (We had met)

It don’t have to be like this anymore

We gon' have to run it up

We don’t have to fight like this anymore

We don’t have to lie like this anymore

We don’t have to cry like this anymore

We gon' have to run it up

Poppin Perc 30s so it won’t hurt me

Late night on the drugs currently 3

Me and my phone are on a bar and 3gs

Off the drugs I can’t stop shaking

Thinking bout the things that I been facing

It’s the drugs that I be taking

Everyday my memory is fading

Everyday my memory is racing (racing)