Fenty Pillows Video (MV)

Aye
XL lil baby what is is? Holla at me
All these niggas hating on me and these women wanna at me
I'm a, money man
Yeah I get it from my barrio
Cali hoe, I can't drop her name its one I barely know
She left Fenty on my pillow
I got Polo on my covers
I don't trust noone but my lawyer and my mother
Low key don't trust my lawyer he's a sneaky motherf*cker
Been looking at my brother
Think he hating undercover
What is is hoe, whats the memo
My nigga juggin he's finessing on the venmo
Oh that's a rack? now he got 10 more
Boy how you do that? He said 'Dough you need to get on'
I'm eating flats, them pepper lemons
She brought her friend they finna get their double femme on
Oh you ain't heard? bitch get familiar
This dick so good to keep it real I might just bill ya
Yo on the hood, shorty a real one
I showed her how to turn the mission to a million
That sex hit different when the mirror on the ceiling
(Mirror on the ceiling)
She left Fenty on my pillow
I got Polo on my covers
I don't trust noone but my lawyer and my mother
Low key don't trust my lawyer he's a sneaky motherf*cker
Been looking at my brother
Think he creeping undercover
What it is yo, whats the science
These labels heard you marketable they wanna buy in
Offer the crew a pocket of blues that's for the signing
Now you all f*cked up in the game pawning your diamonds
I am,
Booming lil baby what it is, holla at me
All these niggas wanna rag me
'Cause their women call me pappy,
I'm a, big timer yeah I'm clicking in my city hoe
City hoe, I don't ever see her
She's too busy hoe, Aye
She left Fenty on my pillow
I got Polo on my covers
I don't trust noone but my lawyer and my mother
Low key don't trust my lawyer he's a sneaky motherf*cker
Been looking at my brother
Think he creeping undercover
What it is momma, whats the issue
You talking sporty at the store like I wont ditch you
All on my phone like I'll regret it, Ima miss you
Bitch I'm official here's a tissue
Ima hit you when I hit you
She left Fenty on my pillows, I got Polo on my covers
Told her come and get your shit or Ima bring it to your mothers'
Yeah I love you baby but not more than I love summers
Been looking at the runners
Think they're creeping undercovers
And I still ain't seen a nigga that gets flyer than me
I smoke back to back to back to back I'm high as can be
I'm tryna stack to stack to stack the racks up higher than me
I had to tax them, facts, go ask them, but I buy it for cheap
She left Fenty on my pillow
I got Polo on my covers
I don't trust noone but my lawyer and my mother
Low key don't trust my lawyer he's a sneaky motherf*cker
Been looking at my brother
Think he creeping undercover
What it is hoe?
Wassup
What it is hoe?
Wassup