Pillow Talk Saxkboy KD & That Mexican OT

[Intro: Saxkboy KD]
Yeah
Ayy, man, free them members, man
Sakboys for life, nigga (Yeah)
In tricking we trust (Ayo, this action shit)
Shit (Albie Dickson)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Fuck 'em up)
Ayy, ayy
Look

[Chorus: Saxkboy KD]
These niggas pillow talk to bitches (Like hoes)
Like we don't stand on business, yeah (Oh, yeah)
You can dive ahead (Ayy, yeah)
If you recite shit, we did it, yeah (Recite shit)
Work is full of juggs but they got hectic ass precision (Huh, precision shit)
I won't die by love 'cause (Huh, nah, huh) I put hoes out when I'm finished
I don't want a hug (Nah), want to cuddle (Yеah, huh)
Bitch, go start your car or somethin' (Yeah, huh)
Ho just said I'm her addiction, cokе or what? Show me somethin' (Yeah)
Rock out with my niggas and my glizzy, I get busy with them (Let's go, let's go)
Rock out at these shows (Yeah, huh), I'm getting dizzy 'cause I'm spinning with 'em (Huh)

[Verse 1: Saxkboy KD]
Dead houses, North steading trolling like I'm 'posed to be (Dead ass)
Fuck it (Yeah, huh), I turn sour hits indoors like I’m inventing these (Haha)
Wins bro, where the fuck you been? (Yeah, yeah), shit, in my house asleep
I'm on house arrest (Woo, ayy) but how I get out, my collar sweeping street (Free me, let's go)
I'm a threat, fuck the bitch (Hold on)
Pay my dick (Ayy), record her (Woo)
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you test (Ayy, yeah) 'cause we ain't bar nonthin' (Ah, ha-ha)
Shoot this bitch like Stepper, I got Scotty in my clip (Yeah, hey)
Thirty-three from KD (Yeah, yeah), I can unload this whole clip, split (Woo)
Push ahead, I'm tryna put your right man in the fire, who? (In that pit)
I can spark these bullet, have you singing like Mariah (Let's go, let's go)
And you know my hits official (No, hey), once they sign me, ain't nowhere to duck (KD, where you been?)
You can be inside and they gon' walk straight in and wet you up
Stepping shoes (Yeah, huh) still cost a band, cost a band, huh (Ayy)
Paying dues, I told him fetch his mans, have his ass out
What happened to him? D.E.A.D, he dead, bitch, he dead now (Ayy, bitch, he dead now)
Fax it to me in my mailbox, bitch, I got skeletons (Yeah, let's go, let's go)
Homie got shot, mama got shot (What? Ayy)
Better get you a better player (Come on, see somethin')
The pussies outside but they all lyin' (Yeah, yeah), fuck it, call us some bitches then (Yeah, yeah)
Wanna start that shit 'til (Yeah, ayy) they pull up and pull out switches on me (Bah)
Like, it's mostly these niggas stupid (Ayy, yeah), just keep clicking in (Haha, ha)
I ain't gotta cap my rap, I spit my flow, it's facts to shit I live (Come here, let's go)
I ain't gotta fuck your bitch but if she cute, then I might catch you a give (Come here, let's go)
Telling me that I'm different (Yeah, huh), please, don't kiss me
Kick hoes out my crib (Yeah, yeah)
Known for keeping my distance (Ayy, ayy)
I want riches, you can keep these girls (Yeah)