Pillow Talk

[Intro: Meek Mill]

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

We got Glocks (Glocks) on Glocks (Glocks)

Blocks (Blocks) on blocks (Blocks)

We got hoes (Hoes) on hoes (Hoes)

We put thots on thots, gang

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]

None of my bitches is regular, none of them switches is regular, we put on them blicks

You gotta watch what you said it was, I'm playin' chess on these niggas, I'm really equipped

Niggas cannot get ahead of us, floorin' it side on the side , I'm really the shit

Spoke on my neighbor, he really bitch, if I speak in his tongue then it's really a hit

Woah, that was a double play, youngin a savage and he tryna double back

I tell him, "Chill", he want the funeral, he too for real

He tell me he want him dead, I'm in the field

Like I'm a runnin' back, I'm tryna tell him that I'm really comin' back

I'm with the Bully Boys, I'm really chillin', well, he tryna kill 'em boys, I'm tryna, ah

I'm tellin' killers that I want my money back

Niggas that owe me, I don't even want it back

Niggas they know me, I never been pussy

You act like I'm pussy, I'm gettin' in front of that

Threw me that pussy, I'm gettin' in front of that (Five in the front)

I was tryin' out that mop, that lil' shawty was tellin' me, "Come in there, oh no, like where is the rubber and rose gold?"

Van Cleefs all my freaks (Van Cleefs)

Chanel on all my hoes (Woah)

Buss down all my sons (Yeah)

AP all my bros

[Chorus: Meek Mill]

Let's eat (Let's eat), let's eat (Let's eat)

Let's eat (Chow down), let's eat (Chow down)

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]

I get to your counted release (Release)

We tryin' that paper for lease (Chow down)

I feel like a dime, I pull up to Swan

The top down when I'm whippin' her down

Glock down, I won't really respond

The opps down, I ain't really town

Not really around, I feel like a circle

Get them bitches, I'm bendin' 'em down

They really be clowns, these niggas is Urkles

When we catch 'em, we strippin' 'em down

[Chorus: Meek Mill & Rick Ross]

Let's eat, let's eat, let's eat, let's eat

Let's eat, let's eat, let's eat, let's eat

Let's eat (Richie Ravioli), let's eat (Let's eat)

Let's eat (Chow down), let's eat (Chow down)

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang (Huh, Maybach Music)

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]

Diamonds drippin', killer steppin', never come with confession (Never)

Call of Duty, all my shooters know to follow directions (Han)

Cars are garage kept (Yes), shootout's a contest (Yes)

So place a bomb bet (Yes), you haven't won yet? (Never)

We thick on our corners (Ha), come and get a small bonus (Get it)

This what you call moments, pillow talkin' informant (Rat)

Catch you flyin' your bonnet (Rat), time to pay more than hommage (Rat)

Want us all in confinement (Rat), but that's not the assignment (Rat)

Real estate is invested (Han), got ten mill' on my necklace (What?)

All my niggas get money (Nigga), success just so infectious (Nigga)

Had some road in my drop (Drop), but I do my stocks (Big glass)

Shy away from the stocks (Han), hands on with the blocks

Got the pistols with switches but gave my hitters permission (Facts)

If you hood and you snitchin' (Facts), time to start a petition (Facts)

It's too good to be true (True), it's to good to be you (Nigga)

Got a spa on the jet (Woo), so send a masseuse

[Chorus: Meek Mill & Rick Ross]

Let's eat (Let's eat), let's eat (Let's eat)

Let's eat (Chow down), let's eat (Chow down)

I get to your counted release (Release)

We tryin' that paper for lease

Let's eat (Let's eat), let's eat (Let's eat)

Let's eat (Chow down), let's eat

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang (Chow down)