Pillow Talkin

(albüm: Money Changes Everything - 2017)

Drummer Gang shit
Don't get this shit misconstrued
They think I'm only gon' sing to a bitch

Don't get this shit misconstrued
I'm from the projects so I'm rude
Try that shit with your dude
Can't be no lame
Made a song for my dawg
And I still got the fame
If you're really from the gang
Then I know you can relate
Everybody lost somebody
Caught a body to remain
Retaliate, keep it g to maintain
I got killers off that ecstasy, codeine, or cocaine
Bitch I sound like some Pain
Jordan Down Lil Wayne
Baby Loc Lil Boosie
Been Grape can't be fake
Might sing to your bitch like I'm Ginuwine and Tank
From Watts like Tyrese but I choose to blow propane
Snorting Hill I'm with Hank
In the alley with the homies
Tryna chase us some bank
See your court papers
They not say my name
Snitches put they hood to shame
You just wanted some protection
Only reason why you bang, aye
Posted in the section 'cuz I'm tryna cop a range
'Gram going stupid I been poppin since AIM
I'm too hot, we can't hang
I'm too cold for these lames
You are not from the gang
I don't fuck with green grapes

Stop all that pillow talking
You ain't even like that
I judge you by your actions
You ain't even on the right track
All these networks in my DM's
I don't write back
Sticking your nose all in my business
I don't like that

Stop all that pillow talking
You ain't even like that
I judge you by your actions
You ain't even on the right track
All these networks in my DM's
I don't write back
Sticking your nose all in my business
I don't like that

I signed a contract with some killas'
Bitch secure the bag
I got a chopper from my migos
Wrapped in purple rags
You're always on a stranger dick
I feel like you're a fag
Don't even know you
But they know me way where Europe at
I'm getting messages from London
O n my Snapchat
But I'm so busy with this work
I barely check that
I'm from the projects
Where you best be good at chess set
Watching all my postals nigga
Go see where the check at
Ain't no "I'm sorry"
I'm gon' hit you where your chest at
Haters had to use somebody else
You did that
Can't believe it
'Less you throw me in a trick bag
I won't say no names
'Cuz you know I need some get back
Nina mouth is kinda hot
Pop you like a tic-tac
You ain't bulletproof
Just 'cuz you working on your six pack
[?] of that six-shot
Bottles of that shit
Got you tough for one night
But you ain't finna live jack

Stop all that pillow talking
You ain't even like that
I judge you by your actions
You ain't even on the right track
All these networks in my DM's
I don't write back
Sticking your nose all in my business
I don't like that

Stop all that pillow talking
You ain't even like that
I judge you by your actions
You ain't even on the right track
All these networks in my DM's
I don't write back
Sticking your nose all in my business
I don't like that