Brodie Fresh, Conway The Machine - Pillows lyrics

We ain't gon' do too much talking, for real

Really, I'm a stepper, Long Island repper
Hunnid on my neck, go get your tester
Bitch, I'm really pressure (Facts)
Went and copped the Taycan
Like, fuck a Tesla, nigga
And then that dainty glove's a lethal weapon
Nigga doot doot doot doot doot
I got lost up in that trap, nigga
I ain't nothing like you fucking rap niggas
A certified facts-spitter (Facts)
Hating from the side because I left niggas
I clap for, I clap with and I clap niggas
Hat tricker give a fuck about your politics
I made it from that dirt
Ain't have a pot to piss in
Now I'm taking shots of Kristin
Now I'm switching foreigns 'cause I'm bored
And got the opps that's switching
Calling all my opps some bitches
Pay mе, why my opps be bitching?
They hate it whеn you up
They laughing when you down (Facts)
Love the ones who stayed around
For them I made plenty, just at me
(Haha) on a yacht in the Cayman Islands
We move a box and then we play the islands
At least a couple days in silence
Gotta celebrate your losses
Celebrate the lessons (Facts)
Used to wait 'til days weren't
Stressed and now days precious
Never told them "Go and get it"
I went and got it with you
Putting work for mine, that is not an issue
For real

I been having nightmares so I sleep
With a Drac' by my pillow
Way above the clouds, how you like me now?
(yeah)
Rollie on my wrist, how you like me now?
Bad foreign bitch tryna wipe me down (Haha)
It feel good when you got it from the bottom
(From the bottom)
To my niggas, yeah, we good, man, I got 'em
(yeah, I got 'em)
Yeah, look, how you like me now? (Uh)
Brodie in this bitch, how you like me now?
(Look)

They pussy, i don't even know why you
Spoke them niggas up
I turned him to a pack, Backwoods
Roll 'em niggas up (Smoke 'em)
Do surgery on a nigga quick, open niggas up
(Huh?) they was sleeping on my city then
I woke them niggas up, facts
(I woke them niggas up, nigga)
Yeah, I bet you now them niggas know we next
(Uh, uh) looking back at my life
I don't got no regrets (No regrets, nigga)
I'm the big homie, the one you show respect
(King) lil' bro got the pole and the sweat
Saying "You know what's next"
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Uh, read between my lines
You can find the pain (yeah)
Used to grind for diamond chains but
It was time for change (yeah)
Cover my ice with these designer frames
(Uh, huh)
Fiends shooting heroin anywhere on they body
They can sign a vein (Ha ha haha)
I don't know why niggas be
Tryna jump inside my lane
Brodie walking down the door, if not
We still got nine and change (Woo)
Federales raid the spot but they
Ain't find the 'caine (Talk to 'em)
Violate the gang and you gon' die in pain
(Brr)

I been having nightmares so I sleep
With a Drac' by my pillow
Way above the clouds, how you like me now?
(yeah)
Rollie on my wrist, how you like me now?
Bad foreign bitch tryna wipe me down (Haha)
It feel good when you got it from the bottom
(From the bottom)
To my niggas, yeah, we good, man, I got 'em
(yeah, I got 'em)
Yeah, look, how you like me now?
Brodie in this bitch, how you like me now?