Pillow Talkin

Why yall pillow talking ona net yall ain't a threat We don't tolerate a bitch nigga who tryna disrespect Pussy boy can't even up a roll still workin for them checks But I can't knock nobody hustle I'm just aimin for his neck Walk em down hawk em down dis ebk f*ck what you rep Bro got tired of the glocks is arp and switches next Ian talking bout no dream wen we creep up leave em wet Money call ain't too much talkin I jus told my brodie bet Ima real smooth dude ill still a get you hit I be tryna keep my chill but it's sum shit I can't let slip Ain't no fool Ian gon let nobody play me like a bitch When I can go and f*ck yo bitch and set you up jus by the bitch It's a lot a Glocks .45s n .9s dis chop a .556 Please don't come to me on bullshit thinkin u gon hit a lick I be on my 10 ain't no way ima get put under 6 Keep my dawgs around me play w em i turn into John wick Uh fah fah I love my guys they been there since like 6th It's a lot of em who faded off a couple of them switched But it's cool tho ever since they left shit I been lit I been up im gettin cake won't give a f*ck about no bitch You ain't got no money you ain't got no job you just get dicked You was cool and all but that was wen we fuckin then it clicked I can't waste my time I'm focused on this bag tryna get rich Anyway I'll make this bread up all this shit be comin quick Watching what I say I know the feds hot Glock tucked right up on my waist with a lil red dot Blast his ass if he get to wolfin or he name drop I heard he talm bout takin pipes what happen to yo last Glock Dumb opp we slidin every day don't get yo ass popped We really bout our money and respect don't get yo ass cropped The last one tried to play caught him at work thought we was gon shop Yo stupid ass You shoulda had yo top up when it got knocked You shoulda had yo Glock they call you shoota bitch come send shots We creeping down yo block tryna lay sum we leave yo ass flopped We share the pipes around cuz if bro need it shit we gon swap It's way too many shots up in this whip we leave yo head hot It always f*ck the opps never outside we serve on they blocks How you let us slide n get away after we send shots How you let off 30 sun shots ain't no one got popped How you think you hit sum that ain't facts we still the main opps