Pillow Talking lyrics
by Tay Keith
[Intro]
(Tay Keith, f*ck these n*ggas up)
I be on some real young n*gga sh*t
Young n*gga, goddamn, be poppin' like I been in this sh*t for years
Phew, you dig? (DJ Meech, lil' b*tch)
Just started, f*ck n*gga
[Chorus]
I just put lil' bro 'nem in the booth and turnt my shooters up (They leak)
They need to spin, the plug said I move like a turtle off that deucy cup (Deuce, deuce)
All these hoes be wantin' for me to cuff since I got rich as f*ck (Richy, rich)
Netflix asking are we still there, I just got finished f*cking (Flexed up)
I know real shooters like Klay and Curry, but they don't get no buckets
You ever seen Raspucia? Play with me, this sh*t do get more ugly
Trap forever rollin' like Louisville, but I ain't from Kentucky (Rollin')
n*ggas hatin' and end up pillow talking 'cause they can't get no pus*y
[Verse]
f*cked an IG model, then like Snapchat, I done ghost the ho (I ghost a b*tch)
Get rich off of rapping, I'm making free bands like Lil Double 0 (On Future sh*t)
Don't put your trust in hoes, they'll say they love you, then go f*ck the bro (f*ck the bro)
I know the b*tch ain't nothin', I took her back and then I dogged the ho (I dogged her)
Ain't tryna f*ck no skinny sh*t, you gotta have lots of ass (Ass)
And your skims gotta fit, ain't tryna see no baggy bags (Smash)
I went Hellcat at eighteen, I grew up superfast
Our opps, they hear a shark, they swimming with him when we catch his ass (Boom, boom)
I shoulda been BMF 'cause I be blowing money fast
And I be going crazy in the trap with my lil' trappin' ass
It was some OG, I charged the same price as exotic bag (Yeah)
Said he want some rapper weed, I got him with his lil' groupie ass (Groupie)
[Chorus]
I just put lil' bro 'nem in the booth and turnt my shooters up (They leak)
They need to spin, the plug said I move like a turtle off that deucy cup (Deuce, deuce)
All these hoes be wantin' for me to cuff since I got rich as f*ck (Richy, rich)
Netflix asking are we still there, I just got finished f*cking (Flexed up)
I know real shooters like Klay and Curry, but they don't get no buckets
You ever seen Raspucia? Play with me, this sh*t do get more ugly
Trap forever rollin' like Louisville, but I ain't from Kentucky (Rollin')
n*ggas hatin' and end up pillow talking 'cause they can't get no pus*y