PILLOW TALK Lyrics

Stacking my benjies, I get it up

I get it up

I changed up the way that I'm living now,

But bitches still act like I give a fuck,

I don't

Your bitch on me sucking up

What the fuck

For dollars, the cost, just to live the rush

She do

She see the drugs on me, now she wanna mush

Like kiss and hug

Got gold on my teeth, the L$&D, she said that my diamonds not wet enough

They see me, still hating, irrelevant

It's evident

She fucking my face it's so passionate

Pillowtalk

She loving the way that I walk

I'm holding myself to the cost

No hugo but I be the boss

I dripped out versace my balls

Ch-anel on the chain, waterfalls

They look at me sad I still ball

No crying, my money stand tall

No lying, I'm shopping at malls

And popping the tags

And buying new bags

The haters look sad

Go get them some rags

Them snotty nose tears look obvious

I'm marvellous

Spitting these bars like it's chronic

I'm on it

Getting so high, when you on it

It's sonic

Hearing my sound it's 1 in a million

No copycat, fakes, or them phonys

If you make it like me, you baloney

Cause there's only one me and I own it

I'm rolling up blunts of the OG

You know me

That shit is potent

Hit it, you know it

I flow like a poet

If I hit up Rakhim

And send em the track

He'll get it right back to me A$AP

I'm up from the north, yeah way back

Call me murda she wrote, I don't play that

Cause I'm yskwhiteout and I say that

I lay back in the cope it's a matte black

Smoke Gelato on woods in the maybach

She fucking with me cause I'm so sav

If you heard me out live, there's no play back

Cause I'm not like those rappers

Who spit to the verse on the same track

Like -dexter - black - I'm infamous

Like Rocky I'm feeling so trill n shit

Like uzi I got on that drip n shit

Like juice I'm sipping codine n shit

Like future I'm seeing right through to them

Pluto

Like haters can't stop me ain't new to them

Ain't new to them

If your shordy, caught staring I'm better then

Way better then

I got me the drop where the sprinters man

Brrr

I'm sending them hits out the splack man

Duck low in the whip, in the black van

Cause the lights will shine bright, where you at man

Tuck your chain, and throw on the mask fam

Cause it's one wrong move in a reaction

And your laying right there in the past tence

All this drama I sware that we acting,

No casting

Out the bank, I bust a rack, laughing

Hahaha

No class, when I was taught how to stack it

Just back it

Just brake the brick, make it right back quick

Keep you a semi, and a tactic

Cause all of these bitches be strapped bitch

No capping

No chance, if you on the strip, lacking

I step, my pistol stay packing

I rap, while these bitches be capping

Stop that, you look like a back street

All talk, I'll run you like track meets

All green, no carbs just like athletes

I get, so hard, when money cum

Put that shit up in a money gun

Toss me the bottle of dirty rum

So we can have us some dirty fun