Girls On Drugs Lyrics - The Album About Nothing - Wale

Hey! Happy Festivus everyone! 

I promise you ain't never really freak out until you be out at freak hours and see each and every freak out from free couch to free couch 

We go deep and we don't get no sleep 

Cause we be up all night until the early light 

Man these niggas ain't serious 

Do you know what type of women I've been dealing with? 

I used to pop blues with my lil' bitch 

I call her boo cuz her real name I will forget 

I use a Uber to scoop me to SLS 

What you expect, a little groupie to see my crib? 

Oh no, these niggas ain't serious 

Do you know what type of bitches I've been dealing with? 

Try to tell me adderall make her get a rush 

Used to use it to study until she fell in love 

Told me that lil buzz make her think a lot 

Told her "Nah you lying, cuz you don't eat enough" 

Nah Nah Nah 

These women ain't serious 

She sprinkled a little something up in her lip 

Start sipping and now she sweating, her lips clenched 

Kind of dizzy, her friends tell her to get a grip 

I'm trying to get me a real woman to take out 

But for now, they're wild 

They rather get it in 

Girls on drugs 

Girls on drugs 

Girls on drugs 

Pills and such when them beers ain't enough 

They still need love 

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In her purse where her hand go 

She disperse by the handful 

Coco make her go up 

Nothing popping, pop a zan when she laying low 

Bars to break, so many bars to break 

She at the Grammy's turnt, none of the stars is fake 

She like "Oh my God, I'm on the moon and shit" 

And my particular moon like a platoon and shit 

You know the niggas I be dealing with 

Politicians and niggas living it on the rip 

And my position to give this shit to little kids 

Is not official unless I'm giving them authentic 

We're all living with small demons 

We're all sinning, it's all similar 

Broads with us and they bong hitting 

Let me tell you about the bitches I've been chilling with 

The really insecure ones look good as shit 

Nothing fill the void of a little pill 

A little shot, she ain't shy when the shit spill 

And it's hard to feel alive when you're feeling dead inside 

Beside that the lime light be so real 

Let me tell you about the bitches that I kick it with 

Told me nobody love her so she cut her wrist 

Not enough for the hospital but cut it close 

That's why she want to get high because she's feeling low 

Told me pour me a vodka pill and little smoke 

So I could numb her insides and we will never know