Girls On Drugs (TJR Remix)

Man these niggas ain't serious
Do you know what type of women I been dealin' with?
I used to pop blues with my little bitch
I call her boo cause the real one I won't forget
I used the Uber to scoot me to SLS
What you expect a little groupie to see my crib?
Oh no, now these niggas ain't serious
Do you know what type of bitches I been dealin' with?
Start sweepin' in the house, sweatin' their necks, clinchin'
Kinda busy and friends tell her to get a grip
I'm tryna get me a real woman to take out
But for now they wildin', I done caved in

Girls on drugs
Girls on drugs
Girls on drugs, pills and suds
And them bands ain't enough
But they still need love
But they still need love
But they still need love
But they still need love
But they still need love
Put 'em up, up, put 'em up, let's go

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

Let me tell you 'bout the bitches I be chillin' with
The real insecure ones, the goodest shit
Nothing fill the void of a little pill
A little shot, she ain't shocked when the shit spill
And it's hard to feel alive when you're feelin' dead
Inside, beside that the limelight was so real
Let me tell you 'bout the bitches that I kick it with
Told me nobody love her and so she cut her wrist
Not enough for the hospital, but cut her close
That's why she wanna get high, cause she be feelin' low
Told me pour me a vodka, pill, a little smoke
So I can numb her insides so we will never know

Girls on drugs
Girls on drugs
Girls on drugs, pills and suds
And them bands ain't enough
But they still need love
But they still need love
But they still need love
But they still need love
But they still need love
Put 'em up, up, put 'em up, let's go

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