Pillow Talk

[Intro] Uh [Verse 1] Both hands on the wheel Shades on, you know it's real Me and my bitch smoke and kill We at the top, so we know the deal My niggas got no chill And we don't pop no pills We just get money Ain't tellin' on myself cause one of these niggas will Pillow talking with me as your topic These niggas funny than a muhfucker Remember days I was broke Then I seen it all come together Good clothes for the bad weather Good dope in my lungs Surprisingly, this is what they wanted for me It's room in the safe, so we ain't done [Interlude] I'm talkin' 'bout gangster-gangster Real gangster shit, gang-gang, nigga Gang over everything, we been doin' this shit Fuck wrong with you lil' niggas? Ain't shit changed, it's the motherfucking gang Don't get gang banged on, and we rollin' up them planes Taylor! [Verse 2] Gettin' checks in my sleep Livin' my dreams, so I'm wide awake Feel bad for the nigga Meek I stay out of trouble in my hideaway Might drive the foreign ride today Might tell my driver he could drive Started small, now we smokin' out the turkey bag You a [?] turkey, these is hunting grounds I'm the reason your son's serving pounds She say my voice get her moist We turn boys to men Now we mentor you little boys Treat the foreign whip like a toy Or I'm pullin' up in my six-fo' Rags to riches, killin' these niggas Throwin' the body bags in ditches [Interlude] I thought I told you niggas, the gang ain't gon' stop It don't matter what y'all niggas do It don't matter what y'all niggas say It don't matter how much y'all niggas copy our style We the originators of this shit It's the motherfucking gang And if you forgot, we here to remind y'all niggas Fuck wrong with y'all niggas, huh? You bitch! Pittsburgh, Taylor Gang, Young Khalifa Fuck you, and your stupid ass rules Young bitch Young ass nigga, hahaha