Future - Mixtape Pluto Album Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Beat the first case like John Gotti, woah
Beat the first case like

Beat the first case like John Gotti
Anything you want, my dogs got
Bitch, I'm a boss, I call shot
Spread a few bands at the raw spot (where you been)

Trap the rock poppin' at the hotel
Ready, run a play for a whole bail (how you get-)
'Fore it hit the plate, make the house smell
Throwin' up trays and Margiela
Once I'm in the chain, need an Advil (Freebandz, nigga)
Motion on motion, that's how I feel
Came from the field, I'ma crash first (f*ck all the opps)
Make your mama cry, gotta hit her where it hurts (grrt, grrt)
They come from my side, they gon' shoot up the church
From nine to five, got nine goin' bezerk (ayy, say gang)
I'm goin' on a mission, I'm stayin' alert
I'm the man on the streets, chop the top off the vert (Plutoski)
Bitch, you feelin' me? Bitch, I'm feelin' me too, got the energy
Turn a ho on a stroll out in Tennessee
I control all the motion, it been beneath
Really crunk up the shit, talkin' V-nee-nee
All my bitches be turnt, that Cha-nee-nee
I got stripes on the turf, ain't no kiddin' me
Got my ice on the dirt, is you shittin' me?
Got the load on the boat, dropped the pin in it
Hit the nitro, the motor, I'm pushin' it (Freebandz)
I don't want a recorder, two hundred me
I'm on top of this shit, killers under me
Might just f*ck up the money on a tragedy
You put bread on a dummy for threatenin' me (murk)
Put that tape on a drummy and press delete
He was drivin', his brain was sittin' on the seat
I fly dope out the country to Treasure Tree (woo)
I been flyer than a pilot, I got the key
F*ck it, put them narcotics back on the street
Cut the block, we gon' snatch you a Cuban link (ski)
Tote two Dracos on me 'cause the trench in me (ski)
Hear my chains when they clank 'cause I'm turnin' up (Freebandz)
See the money you get, I be burnin' up
That's a forty on my fit, I put on the stuff (slatt)
I went out and went got it when time was tough (slatt)
I whooped up a Bugatti, this one for Chuck
Free my brothers forever, it's only us
Ain't no love for the others, we set 'em up
Grrt, grrt, ski

Plutoski, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Beat the first case like John Gotti, woah
Beat the first case like

Beat the first case like John Gotti
Anything you want, my dogs got
Bitch, I'm a boss, I call shot
Spread a few bands at the raw spot (MIXTAPE PLUTO)

Yeah, yeah, ski
Yeah, yeah, ski
Ski
Mixtape PLUTO

My bitch a princess cut (my lil' demon)
Lil' demon in the cut (f*ck you mean?)
Go raidin' at the church (shit I'm seein')
You movin' wrong, we clutching (that's gang)
We slime, we sharin' sluts (that's slatt)
My twin, it's only us (we trappin')
Go platinum, f*ck a budget (my lil' demon)
Lil' demon in the cut (f*ck you mean?)
Go raidin' at the church (shit I'm seein')
You movin' wrong, we clutching (that's gang)
We slime, we sharin' sluts (it ain't no cappin')

Real rap, I'm trappin' bags (how you comin'?)
Real ice on both of my sleeves (we trappin')
Good numbers on them bales (how you get it?)
They gon' think you sellin' kis (where we goin'?)
Ferrari truck, the new one (from where?)
Just shipped from overseas (Freebandz)
We got M's and changed the quota (ayy, say, gang), right now, we chasin' B's (pockets loaded)
Inhalin' dirty rackies (achoo), that shit there make me sneeze (oh, you slime)
I knew how to count through money (super) before I learned to read (ayy, say, gang)
Put a yacht out the coast, yeah (what's up?)
Put a yacht on the coast, yeah (who you with?)
La Cosa Nostra (say, gang)
They ready to vote me in (skrrt, skrrt)
Push the Royce like a Rover (who you with?)
I get love from the vultures (super)
Yeah, came up with the roaches
Yeah, young niggas down like an oath (super)
More respect than the Pope (what you gon' get?)
She give me top on the low (what you doin'?)
Wipe his nostril like a snotty nose (what you gon' do?)
Wipe his nostril like a snotty nose (what you gon' do?)
Wipe his nostril like you got a cold (woo)
Yeah, I'm trappin' (yessirski)
Yeah, I'm trappin' (yeah, I trap)
Yeah, I'm trappin', yeah, I'm trappin', yeah, I'm still trappin' (yessirski)
Yeah, I get money, I'm having (yeah, I get money)
Yeah, I get money, I'm having (yeah, I get money)
Yeah, I get money, yeah, I get money, yeah, I get money, I'm having (yessirski)
Bales (what you serving?)
Bales, bales, bales (ayy, what you serving?)
Bales, bales
Prrt, prrt (ayy, what that is?)
Shells, shells
Once before a crook
Pluto'll get you cooked

My bitch a princess cut (my lil' demon)
Lil' demon in the cut (f*ck you mean?)
Go raidin' at the church (shit I'm seein')
You movin' wrong, we clutching (that's gang)
We slime, we sharin' sluts (that's slatt)
My twin, it's only us (we trappin')
Go platinum, f*ck a budget
My bitch a princess cut (my lil' demon)
Lil' demon in the cut (f*ck you mean?)
Go raidin' at the church (shit I'm seein')
You movin' wrong, we clutching (that's gang)
We slime, we sharin' sluts (that's slatt)
My twin, it's only us (we trappin')
Go platinum, f*ck a budget

Ain't gon' let up on these niggas like I'm Yola
'Bout to drop another eighth inside my soda
We inside the Prada store, it's cowabunga
It ain't California 'Rari when I roll

Droppin' the top on the 'vert
I been pushin' the coupe through the slums (what you been doin'?)
Smackin' this bitch off a Perc'
I done hit her, she speakin' in tongues (I'm covered in V's)
F*ckin' the check up and get it right back
'Cause I'm one of them ones (the Freebandz life)
Got them demons with me, got the devil with me
Like a rocket, I'm launching (f*cking gone the max)
I polluted in my cup, ain't no love for no slut
Bitch, you know I'm a don (knock it down in your trap)
I been back in the cut, I been sittin' back and plottin'
All my young niggas turnt up (I'm stayin' down, facts)
Cop a PJ today, if I want it, I get it
You know what I'm worth, boy (man, I feel like a god)

Oh (G-O-D)
Oh (OMG)

Chrome Heart accessories, I been on 'phetamine
I been on all the aroma (I really wanna stand up)
I look like a boss (yeah)
Pluto on your head, don't trip up and fall (feel like a king high)
Sippin' on red (up to the moon), two choppers (where they at?)
Sittin' by the bed
I'm full of the meds (you really did it), I'm trippin', I'm trippin'
The money not half on a bench (you gone)
I'm slappin' on back when you pinch
My young nigga puttin' on Fendi (ski)
I'm due for the mula again
I'm not new to this, true to this, woo, woo (what you doin' with this shit?)
I'm numero uno, woo (Pluto)
Ski, ski

(In the club with a dime and I'm flossin')
I'm ready to slide, ski (ski)
I'm ready to surf, ski (ski)
I'm goin' berzerk, ski
I do you the worst, what it's worth (FBG)

The money clean, but I'm dirty
Yeah, I'm tweakin', I'm geekin' on Perkies
I'm full of that, ain't got no purpose (you see my wrist?)
I'm cuttin' all them diamonds from perfect
Uh, turn up
Back outside where you niggas ain't at
They gon' pull up on side of niggas (ski)
I'm rich, but I slide with niggas (ski)
I been out of my body, no filter (ski)
She a Siamese side bitch nympho (ski)
Send flight through the city, got bird view
Gettin' turnt, gettin' litty with the young crew (grr)
Got sharks in the water with a model (how you been comin'?)
Two-door, two-tone, full-throttle (I'ma go up right now)
From the dot to the drop, that's the motto (ayy, say, gang)
Right or wrong, stay down for my partners (murder)
Pitch black, broad day, he'll drop you (gunner)
Get racks, bad bitches gon' follow (get high)
Drink syrup with my foot on the pedal (brr)
Like a bird in the sky, but I'm slatt (I'm slatt)
Took a chance, had to ride with the slatt (ayy, slatt)
No love for the bitch, we smack (we smack)
Pull up right now, three bats
Walk down, walk down, get active

Rip Trigger Trey, RIP Junior Boss, real gangsters (brr, brr)

(In the club with a dime and I'm flossin')
I'm ready to slide, ski (ski)
I'm ready to surf, ski (ski)
I'm goin' berzerk, ski
I do you the worst, what it's worth (in the club with a dime and I'm flossin')
I'm ready to slide, ski (ski)
I'm ready to surf, ski (ski)
I'm goin' berzerk, ski

Ready, ready, ready, ready to cook up
Uh, I'm ready to cook up (got that dope)
Ready, ready, ready, I'm ready to cook up (yeah)
Ready, ready, ready, I'm ready to cook up (Mixtape Pluto)

Cut the Rolls-Royce truck in half, pull up Spectre
I'm gettin' certain amount of cash, look like a sex symbol (yeah)
Heard my name been ringin' bells 'cause I'm a gang member
Can't say too much on these tracks 'cause I'm with grave diggers (ayy, say, gang)
Need a 'script for 'methazine and some pain pills (and some pain pills)
I got fame, but with these streets, nigga, I stay real
They got switches on these glees, I feel safe here (feel safe)
Young nigga put you on a tee, you a plate for real (ayy, say, gang)

Dropped inside the water, spent some dollars on a 'vert (ayy, say, gang)
Got a thousand pounds on order, told 'em, "Hit that shit with terps"
Paid a thousand for a line of Wock', I just poured a cup of syrup
I been cookin' dope so long, it smell like cocaine on my shirt
Niggas don't pop no pills no more, they ready to crush and snort the Perc'
Might pull up in helicopter, dressin' like I'm going to church (ayy, say, gang)
80 pointer diamonds shining, solitaires on my shirt (f*ck these hoes, bruh)
Said the hood ain't want the Quagen, so we had to send the turtle

Cut the Rolls-Royce truck in half, pull up Spectre (ayy, say, gang)
I'm gettin' certain amount of cash, look like a sex symbol (want a lil' somethin')
Heard my name been ringin' bells 'cause I'm a gang member
Can't say too much on these tracks 'cause I'm with grave diggers (yeah, yeah)
Need a 'script for 'methazine and some pain pills (say, my dogs)
I got fame, but with these streets, nigga, I stay real
They got switches on these glees, I feel safe here (ayy, say, gang)
Young nigga put you on a tee, you a plate for real

Everyday we been gettin' throwed, sipping Texas (ayy, say, gang)
On the wrong side of the road, drivin' reckless
I know how to use a Pyrex, I finesse it (ayy, say, gang)
Take the dirty money, clean it at the washhouse
So many bad bitches, this come with the lifestyle (we some rockstars)
When you flyin' like a pilot, bring the pipe out (bring that chopper)
I'll post up in another nigga hood, all my ice out (brrt, brrt)
Totin' a stick like a guitar, ready to rock out (brrt, brrt)

Cut the Rolls-Royce truck in half, pull up Spectre (ayy, say, gang)
I'm gettin' certain amount of cash, look like a sex symbol
Heard my name been ringin' bells 'cause I'm a gang member
Can't say too much on these tracks 'cause I'm with grave diggers
Need a 'script for 'methazine and some pain pills (ayy, say, gang)
I got fame, but with these streets, nigga, I stay real
They got switches on these glees, I feel safe here
Young nigga put you on a tee, you a plate for real

Woah
Yeah, yeah
I don't even know what she is
I just took care of the bill
We not no regular niggas
These not the regular pointers
Stunt this and I'm just gon' show it
Thousand one grams on a chain
I'm gettin' my currency changed
Goin' out the country, street nigga, we gangsters
Shit you can't get bein' famous
Can't hang with a nigga false claimin'
They just be tryna talk like us, yeah
Bitch don't know what clarity is
I've been runnin' shit for more than a few years, yeah (Plutoski)

Chop off the doors again (ski)
Chop all the doors off the hinges (Plutoski)
Whip up the bowl again (Ski)
Trappin' out loads (Plutoski)
Sippin' on dope again (ski)
I'm back in that mode (Plutoski)
Told all the dogs, "Work the other one" (ski)
We got another one (Plutoski)
Filipino or Korean
I don't even know even know what she is
I just been taggin' 'em in
Ridin' with Satan again (Plutoski)
I throw the magazine in
Streets turn a boy to a man
We goin' dark, it's nasty
Use the lil' blogs to gas me

Yeah, uh, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah (yeah, yeah)
I'm flippin' out the strap, oh, yeah (for the syrup)
I'm flippin' the- oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' the thug, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin', I'm bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm flippin', I'm flippin', oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah
I'm flippin' out the strap, oh, yeah
I'm flippin' the- oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' the thug, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin', I'm bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm flippin', I'm flippin', oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

Rappin' and robbin' again
Streets turned a boy to a millionaire, drinkin' on lean again
I don't even know what she is
Filipino or Korean
Send out the lo' and I'm pullin' up, I got it on me again
Six in the mornin' again
Hoggin' the road in the Benz
I'm on my way to the tail
She tanglin' up with her friend
I'm tanglin' up with 'em too
I'm doin' what a rich nigga do
I throw a party inside my crib
I'm throwin' a Ferrari inside my ears

Yeah, uh, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah (yeah, yeah)
I'm flippin' out the strap, oh, yeah (for the syrup)
I'm flippin' the- oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' the thug, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin', I'm bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm flippin', I'm flippin', oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah
I'm flippin' out the strap, oh, yeah
I'm flippin' the- oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' the thug, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin', I'm bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm flippin', I'm flippin', oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

Yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah, nigga
Oh, yeah, yeah
I don't even know, I just be gettin' out my body sometimes
It's just matchin' up to my aesthetics, but you know what I'm sayin'?
Motherf*ckers don't even be appreciatin' this shit, but it's cool

Bought the Patek, I was movin' too fast
New G-Wagon, I was movin' too fast
Got the condo, I was movin' too fast (goin' too fast)
Only sorry 'cause I was movin' too fast
So we said I knew it wasn't gon' last (yeah)
Bought the Patek, I was movin' too fast (yeah)
Richard Millie, I was movin' too fast (what's up)
And I knew it wouldn't last, yeah, yeah-yeah

Poppin' out, I swap 'em out like every other week (Pluto)
Cashin' out, sixty-three, should've got a lease (racks)
Goin' brazy on Rodeo, let her have a feast (let her do it)
Her third day with me, I'm already tryna go to Greece (I'm crazy)
Treat her to Hermés, think she ain't f*ckin' nobody (and a trick)
A quarter million in by the time I heard 'bout it (I ain't even know)
I say her name in a song, she gon' be too poppin'
Bro think I'm wrong, keepin' it too solid (too solid)
I just bought another Kelly, I hope she really deserve it
Had a talk with all the friends, told me, "Stop splurgin'"
Maybe you need to settle down, buy it for someone worth it
It's the one that woke up with me, she get new purses
Pull the coupe up and you know I got it from out the gutter
We go backdoor at Cha-ne-ne, treatin' her like I love her
All this unnecessary spendin', hidin' it from my mother
These bitches might try to get revenge, go and f*ck my brother
Yeah

New G-Wagon, I was movin' too fast (too fast)
Got the condo, I was movin' too fast (too fast)
Only sorry 'cause I was movin' too fast (it's why I'm sorry)
So we said I knew it wasn't gon' last (yeah)
Bought the Patek, I was movin' too fast (AP)
Richard Millie, I was movin' too fast (what we see)
And I knew it wouldn't last, yeah

A dollar fifty, I'm spendin' racks on you too fast
Without even tryin', I spend a bag on you
Drivin' it fast, doin' the dash, without even tryin' to
No, I didn't birth you, but I designed you
I went AP without even tryin' to
We holdin' up traffic, bought out Design District
Had to get two trucks for all these bags that I'm pilin' in it
Feel like Bvlgari, get to wildin' in it
Get out my body, throw your Carti' with it
You love bracelets, got me lustin' over you
It's bad luck havin' niggas f*ckin' on you
Imagine me doin' my bid when niggas end up nuttin' on you
Who put invisible princess cuts on you?
I'ma be lookin' bogus, got you ridin' with me
It's flawless baguette, I'm so ready to let it shine on you
Do anything, see my bitch go up
Covered in Pucci from the floor up
Let you run through these racks 'til you exhausted and throw up

Bought the Patek, I was movin' too fast (yeah)
New G-Wagon, I was movin' too fast (too fast)
Got the condo, I was movin' too fast (too fast)
Only sorry 'cause I was movin' too fast (it's why I'm sorry)
So we said I knew it wasn't gon' last (yeah)
Bought the Patek, I was movin' too fast (AP)
Richard Millie, I was movin' too fast (what we see)
And I knew it wouldn't last, yeah, yeah-yeah

Baby girl said I move too fast
Like my man said I move too fast
Get out my body and I move too fast
New G-Wagon, I was movin' too fast (too fast)
Got the condo, I was movin' too fast (too fast)
Only sorry 'cause I was movin' too fast
So we said-

I got enough tears to fill the ocean for all these losses took in this shit

Got a cousin I ain't seen in years, when we came up, sleepin' on the same bed
And my main dog maxed in the fed, kept my lil' one names off warfare
Junior Boss went out, his gun blowin', always said he'd take a nigga with him
Rider squad goin on a rampage, 700 Block kill niggas, madman (murk)
We gotta fill up this pain, it ain't no comparing what made niggas feel (700)
Lil' homie just threw back three pills
He starvin' for bodies, he ready to go kill (get)
Hide the Draco, the TEC match the weather (woo)
Red tomato, tonight, it's confetto (grr)
Had the powder goin' crazy in the kettle
Had the stylist coppin' me, you able
Man, this loyalty rap shit is real, you hold on a nigga, you (?) Like (?)
Took an Indian ho all my pesos
Had to pop me a bean, pour some Tris
Took some niggas off that I forget
Hope the karma don't catch up and get it
To the DA, he done brought up a text
Everything tens, the four is the check
My dog, he was slidin', now we're still on a jet
Thought of my granny, my tears on my chest
Chill with them killers since I was a jit
Raised in Lil Mexico, niggas in trenches
Barely from twelve, addicted to steppin'
I know that gun is too rented to be flexed
Don't speak on my fam 'cause it'll get tense
Ho leakin' my name, I might get her spent
I'm runnin' my hood from a whole 'nother state now, Skyami the playground
I done ran up a check, I done bought me a cake now, I can go buy a case now
All the shit I done did to come up out of state now
Plus a nigga get laid down
Soon as Josh got out, gave him bag of that blue shit
Couple Cubans, some rocks, and some new shit
Plenty hundreds, don't know what to do with 'em
I was happy my bitch got a new nigga
I'm a street nigga, I'll never be cool with 'em
Ho get out of pocket, nothin' to do with her
Plug you like a socket, kept it true with you (Freeband, Freeband Gang)

So many tears, I could fill up an ocean
'Fore the fame came, I was already in motion
And some my young niggas play, best believe niggas soakin', yeah
Out of state, up a stash, two hundred, I'm coastin', yeah

Can't forget about Man, he was there before all this, yeah
Uncle Snoopy got killed, he the reason I'm an artist, yeah
I was posted on the corner, I was goin' my hardest, yeah
Walk you down in broad day, niggas know where my heart at, yeah
On the avenue, yellin' out, "354 shit," nigga, kick in your door shit
I was servin' my auntie when she was a dope head just to go and cop Dolce
And my shirt button open, I do this, I'm focused, you can feel my emotions
Get to trippin' on niggas, I know I'm the chosen 'cause when I was the brokest
I'll go solo on a mission, a nigga gettin' active
Nigga ain't never gon' bap 'bout it
Cooked a four-way right up at the crack house
Any problems with niggas, gon' crash out
Cooked that nigga, we gave him a smackdown
When I send 'em, I know they gon' tell shit
Out the kennel, my dog like a hell-pit
Left me dead, I survived, but you left me
Every day, I preach self-destruction
Don't come lookin' for me at the wrong time
Got a thirty like Curry right past nine
F*ck with G, niggas know I'm gon' frontline
Sit on niggas 'fore we get 'em hunted down
Realest shit ever said, ain't no punchline

So many tears, I could fill up an ocean
'Fore the fame came out, was already in motion
And some my young niggas ready to leave niggas soakin', yeah
Yeah, out of state, up a stash, two hundred, I'm coastin', yeah

Ski
Plutoski
How you comin'?

Two-thousand on some Ricks, I just stepped on a nigga bitch (what else?)
I just a hit a whole 'nother new lick (what else?), I just f*cked up another chick (ayy, say gang)
I step out and my shit hit
I got a nigga life saving on my neck (comin' like that)
Diamonds in different color, Tony Carter (real shit)
Came from the gutter, slime with my brother (yeah)
I'm back on the road with them things (brrt, brrt)
I'm back in the cut with the gang (ski)
I spend me some dollar on my chain (go)
You pushin' this shit or you slang? (Let's represent)
Get equipped to the gang, it's dangerous (I feel you)
Different breed, never not the same (how you feelin'?)
You been holdin' me down, it's drainin' (a real one)
Every day, I take it up another notch (real)
I'm in the studio maintainin' (one thou')
Go up side your head with a bang (one thou')
Gon' be bloodshed 'about the things we believe in, going gas chamber (whoa)
Ain't no choppin' it up with a goof (what's happenin'?)
Niggas runnin' you down out the roof (I got it)
Had to constantly get in the booth (push out)
Kick these words, ain't nothin' but the truth (keep it quiet)
They done already tried deceivin' me (slide)
But these bitches ain't leavin' me (sweat 'em)
Did what it needed to be (say)
Cut a ho off, I did it immediately (that's pimp shit)
Ain't no defeatin' me
Take all these bitches 'cause ain't no defeatin' me (that's pimp shit)
New fettuccine, just bought her some more, new Lamborghinis
You must forgot the 56 Nights flow, this is better, this some Geico
Big four-magger, big toe tagger
Pluto Mick Jagger
You must've forgot who had her before you had her, Pluto had her
There's no need to go through the data, my new bitch is badder (I seen this shit)
Before you go public, tell a nigga, "Take out the budget"
A cup of that muddy, I'm back on that muddy, I'm back on that dirty (back on that good shit)
Bitch, you could've never loved me
'Bout to make you feel the wrath (what?)
Stack it up taller than giraffe (yeah), grr, grr, ski
Make it do what it supposed to do, just put the adlibs on it (rrr, rrr, ski)
Spent a fifty on a crib, I got another big year comin' (Freebandz)
Crank it up and I switch gears on it (where you goin'?)
Hustlin' like I was back on the Front Street
Do this shit in a whole 'nother country
I'm the nigga to get back on it, pour up the lean before I even drop the tape
Supposed to be intoxicated, I feel like I supposed to be intoxicated (let's go)
How it feels just to stack up a hun-dun
Sippin', havin' my way with the munyun
I got at it and went on a run-run (what you doin'?)
Another month, I be up on two hun-dun (ski)
F*ck all these hoes, I'm sinnin' (yeah)
Go tell that lil' rat who winnin' (who win)
Niggas know they can't come to the trenches (what's up?)
Niggas still know I'm runnin this shit (ayy, gang)
I press a button, it's a backdoor (what else?)
I press a button, niggas cuttin' throats (what else?)
I press a button, hella gunsmoke (rrr, rrr, ski)
I came in the game with a goat on my back, ain't no fallin' off (what you say?)
Got kingpins, they be countin' on me just to keep it raw
These lil' hitters, they all depend on me 'cause they still can call
Let's see what I come from grindin', went international (global)

I press a button, it's a backdoor (what up?)
I press a button, niggas cuttin' throats
I press a button, hella gunsmoke (rrr, rrr)
I press a button, it's a backdoor (what up?)
I press a button, niggas cuttin' throats
I press a button, hella gunsmoke (rrr, rrr, ski)

The way she take this dick, this bitch gon' drive me crazy
Drinkin' on monkey juice, I just got activated
Got that nasty work, gon' pull up when I say it
She gon' watch me while this ho give need some head

I got hella vibe, my bitch, she worse than me
Let's take some action down inside the VIP, yeah
I don't think she concerned about these hoes, she be freakier than me
I got some pretty shit, wanna see me f*ck a pretty bitch

The way she take this dick, this bitch gon' drive me crazy
Drinkin' on monkey juice, I just got activated
Got that nasty work, gon' pull up when I say it
She gon' watch me while this ho give need some head

My bitch sharin' hoes with me and then they ours
It's three of them, it's one of me, we in the shower
Just dropped that monkey juice, I'm smackin' it for hours
She don't speak no English, but her pussy super powerful

(My bitch got more bitches than me) We outside (my bitch got more bitches than me)
I need privacy (my bitch got more bitches than me)
We fly private (my bitch got more bitches than me)
She wanna watch me (my bitch got more bitches than me)
F*ck these vibes (my bitch got more bitches than me)
She like the same ho I like (my bitch got more bitches than me)
We so toxic (my bitch got more bitches than me)
Whole lotta vibes (my bitch got more bitches than me), we outside (my bitch got more bitches than me)
I need privacy (my bitch got more bitches than me)
We fly private (my bitch got more bitches than me)
She wanna watch me (my bitch got more bitches than me)
F*ck these vibes (my bitch got more bitches than me)
She like the same ho I like (my bitch got more bitches than me)
We so toxic (my bitch got more bitches than me)
We so toxic (my bitch got more bitches than me, my bitch got more bitches than me)
(My bitch got more bitches than me, my bitch got more bitches than me)
We so toxic (my bitch got more bitches than me, my bitch got more bitches than me)
(My bitch got more bitches than me)

Pluto
Gon' kick my shit, know that
Let me pop my shit (Southside), let me pop my shit

I took them cheap prices up high
I'm really the biggest homie you got
I'll f*ck a rapper bitch in the whip
Bought her a verse, give her a lil' clout
Tippy-toe, tiptoe, f*ckin' this bitch on the marble
I got real coke, real cocaine on my collar
She a nympho, benzo, bitch just hit the lotto
Put them yellow diamonds on a black bitch, call her Mulatto
Bitch drink 1940 deuce like Moscato
She the butt-naked truth and this bitch swallow
Took a whole month from the day I met her and spent a million dollars
I just made her ex pissed off, all the shit I bought
I got a habit, takin' chicks out, goin' out the mall
I drink lean, but I'm a big dog, so I bought the bar
Dick her down 'til her body start shakin', she in shock
I talk drugs, I talk diamonds, I talk money, inshallah
Give you cake, happy birthday, I'ma f*ck her raw
That's my bitch, I'm throwin' a Rollie on her arm
Turn a baddie to a boss overnight, she a star
My lil' bitch hittin' them licks every day, credit card
Whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm in the deep end, swimmin' with the sharks
Whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm in 'Biza, lettin' these freaks suck my cock
My bitch stayin' down with me, shootin' stars, oh, Lord
I take st- sticks with me and I take killers where I go
'Bout to go count a mil' ticket 'til my wrist lock up
F*ck another check up every time we leave the store
Popped so many tags, I forgot how many cars I got
Wrapped a soldier rag 'round the gun, Louis Vuitton

Go on and throw your gang sign up if that's what you on
If I f*cked her more than one time, that shit hittin' for somethin' (that shit hittin' for somethin')
Yeah, heavy sedated, intoxicated
I'ma go crazy, I gotta go brazzier
One in the top, one in the cut
Once it's stuck, then it's up

I get fronts and backs, Chanel bandana around the MAC, yeah
I ain't trippin', if you slip, you gon' get whacked, yeah
Same nigga, before I rapped, flippin' packs, yeah
Keep it cool, don't front the mood, play the back, yeah
My niggas ain't no construction workers, but they love playin' with sand (woo)
I just bust down another Rol' and put emeralds in the band (yeah)
Touchin' down in Wakanda, goin' international on the 'Gram ('Gram)
I don't go nowhere without my hammer, that's not in the plan (nope)
She must be hittin' for somethin' if I ever f*cked her again
Mask on, mask off, make that purgin' shit a trend
I'm the realest nigga she f*cked, so that make the pussy a virgin again
I send them goons lil' deep, deep, deep, they comin' through to spin (slatt)
I send them goons lil' deep, deep, deep (yeah), they comin' through to- (what's happenin'?)

Go on and throw your gang sign up if that's what you on
If I f*cked her more than one time, that shit hittin' for somethin' (that shit hittin' for somethin')
Yeah, heavy sedated, intoxicated
I'ma go crazy, I gotta go brazzier
One in the top, one in the cut
Once it's stuck, then it's up

Pluto

South of France, just drinkin' mud, nigga
No matter how rich I get, I still feel like a hood nigga, Pluto
Call back to the city, bullets flyin'
Posted on Front Street, start servin' dimes
On the way to buy a square, re-rock, a nine
I was in lil' Mexico, once upon a time
I started off in these streets, young niggas dyin'
I done seen a nigga get what's supposed to come to him
You catch a nigga off guard, you better run through him
All the good I manifested came true
Gotta talk about my dark days so you can see my light
Get distracted lookin' at the ice, send the European on flights
Try flyin' in my rifle, all the foreigns came with a title
Some shit a nigga would've killed for, same things don't excite us
New level of life from a whole 'nother perspective
The trenches look a little different when you in the inside of the Spectre
The stars came in the door, that's how I know this one is special
Some things I can't rap about, wish I knew this was my destiny

South of France, just drinkin' mud, nigga
No matter how rich I get, I still feel like a hood nigga
South of France, just drinkin' mud, nigga
No matter how far you go, you still gon' find a hood nigga

Yeah, yeah
Ski, Plutoski
(How you niggas good, but they impoverished?)

From the clothes down to the luggage, we be stylin' off the jet
Muddy ice inside my cup, I watch it turn into baguettes
Keep my head up to the sky 'cause they gon' think a nigga depressed
F*ck depressed, I'm really depressed 'cause lawyer didn't go and buy the yacht
That's my mans, he stood on business, I can't never leave him out
Pull out the poppers, ain't no slouch
Might be pink toes at the house
A couple mermaids in the pool
Skinny-dippin', it's just my fuel
I've been just sippin' and countin' my blues
I'm gettin' it crackin' wherever I move
No relaxin', I stay on cue
Put a lil' stash in all my rooms
Got a nigga crash himself, Tycoon
Rap and tote plastic, shoot like a goon
Bitch so sassy, she get approved
All this smashin', we get seduced
Wish you could walk a mile in my shoes
I got a solitary point of view (I got clarity for you)

Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior
All these millions out the trap feel so amazing
I can surf on a tsunami when the wave hit
I get fly with all these guns on me, I'm blazin'
Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior
I got way too many vibes, ain't no favorites
I got riders on my side, we gettin' faded
Double cups with all that drivin', let's get wavy

I got drugs inside my system, feelin' jaded
It's the ones come from these streets, the ones I stay with
We makin' money when we sleep, make sure we stay lit
I can go and hop in the other one when it's time to get a spaceship (go and hop in the other one)
Young nigga went and dropped another one, gon' be the greatest
Wanna put a tag on a nigga toe like he traded
I've been gettin' franchise money like McGrady (I ain't gon' lie to you)
I got a billion-dollar-nigga conversation (should've lied for you)

Sleepin' on the safe, gettin' high and shit
Every nigga with me get high and shit
Keep your head up, hold it high and shit (keep your head up to the sky)
Pussy nigga, you ain't gon' slide and shit (pussy niggas ain't slide)
Every day, we, copy (every day, we outside)
Hold your niggas down, they at the top with you (hold your niggas at the top)
Mermaids at the house, stylish
Skinny-dippin', baby, don't be childish

Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior
All these millions out the trap feel so amazing
I can surf on a tsunami when the wave hits
I get fly with all these guns on me, I'm blazin'
Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior
I got way too many vibes, ain't no favorites (I got way too many vibes, ain't no favorites)
I got riders on my side, we gettin' faded
Double cups with all that drivin', let's get wavy

No matter how rich you get, you take your dogs with you
Whatever the situation is, they're calling you (whatever it is)
There's pretty bitches 'round the world stalking you
Seem like these nine-figure chips got bitches lost
I ain't got no favorite, they all treat me like a boss
I live a bachelor life, you ask her, she my broad
Smash her, then look out for her, but I ain't got time to talk
She charging more for the pussy now, that's my fault

Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior
All these millions out the trap feel so amazing
I can surf on a tsunami when the wave hit
I get fly with all these guns on me, I'm blazin'
Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior
I got way too many vibes, ain't no favorites (I got way too many vibes, ain't no favorites)
I got riders on my side, we gettin' faded
Double cups with all that drivin', let's get wavy (surf on a tsunami when the wave hit)

(Ain't none harder, nigga)

I just made this ho faint
She ain't even believe it was me
Shawty gon' tie my shoe like a lil' kid, so conceited lately
Post a pic and let the world see it, I'm just keepin' it P
No one on the corner put that stuff on like us (sex)
I got all the hitters goin', I got a lil' one goin', I got all the Skittles goin'
I just parked a new Ferrari next to a foreign, next to a new foreign
I just got the bag, made another bag, flip, nigga, I'm too O (T)
Niggas know not to never sleep on me, I'm puttin' that stuff on
They think I'm sellin' H, look at my chain, I got a few keys on (woo)
Bitch f*ck around and faint, and when she see me, had that shit on (say, dog)
Flickin' up my wrist, I'm cookin' dope, smelled like I peed on (see)
Anything I get on, put a fit on, then I shit on (brr)
Tax bracket, high skyscrapers, I can't see y'all (ski)
Talkin' dogshit, I f*ck it up then put the beat on
Got my dogs turnin' up, they ready to put the switch on (brr)
Got this bad bitch, she textin' me, she ready to sit on
Supermodels back, overseas
Supermodels, bad lil' freak
Super-charged, ridin' in the 'Ghini
I'm super fly, I'm on a bad bitch lead
No one on the corner did it bigger than us
No one on the corner got it litty like us
No one on the corner gettin' a bag like us
No one on the corner reppin' murder like us (oh, shh)
I'm the one that got you ran down (shh)
Ain't tellin' these niggas to stand down (Plutoski)
Got this shit in the choke, hands down
Pick the brrt-brrt, ski, now it's man down

Real, real, real, real, real, real high (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)

I put all my drugs in a designer bag (whoa)
Bad bitch in the city, got her hibernatin', yeah
Shorty want a Perc', got it under me, yeah (shorty want a Perc')
Tom Ford, skinny pants, alteration, yeah (Tom, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I woke up this mornin' and I was higher than Jesus, whoa (I was higher than Jesus)
I just took two pills, damn, with my people, whoa (I just took two pills, whoa)
Last night, that Addy had me on my feet, whoa, whoa
I just hit some shit while I was damn near sleep, whoa (oh, oh, oh)
I been stretchin' shit out like I'm on a beach, whoa (oh, oh, oh)
I'ma stretch the brick out, get it A to Z, whoa (oh, oh, oh)
Get it for the low, get it to the street (oh, oh, oh)
Pay me top dollars, I'm a sight to see (whoa, pay me top, cheese, cheese)
I told my bitch, "If I gotta be faithful, I might fall off"
I put all my BMs on paper so they won't talk
I pulled up another Bentayga, she got a cold walk
I'll talk all the shit I wanna talk for a couple million dollars
(I'll talk all the shit I wanna talk for a couple-)

I woke up this mornin' and I was higher than Jesus, whoa
I just took two pills, damn, with my people, whoa
Last night, that Addy had me on my feet, whoa
I just hit some shit while I was damn near sleep, whoa

I can't get enough of doggin' a ho out shit
F*ck her, kick her out shit, and that go for a boss bitch
My lil' niggas, them on dumb shit, walk you down shit
'Til the gun click, I don't post 'em, put 'em in no pics

I can't get enough of doggin' a ho out shit
F*ck her, kick her out shit, and that go for a boss bitch
My lil' niggas, them on dumb shit, walk you down shit
'Til the gun click, I don't post 'em, put 'em in no pics (purple)
Run you down in rush hour like Jackie Chan, chopstick (ooh)
I just bought a bitch with another bitch and they French kiss (ayy)
I'm a misfit, ain't goin' nowhere without my biscuit (oh)
I went rags to riches, just goin' ballistic (Pluto)
Got a powder plate for a model, bitch tryna toot shit (Pluto)
Alley-oopin' vibes to the members, I'm not a Clark Kent (ooh)
Got some mix breeds (where?) with bad friends and they dark skin (where they at?)
Had my yellow bitch actin' devilish, tryna rob shit (yeah)
Freeband bitches have niggas swimmin' with raw fish
Purple Label collar, I'm covered in green, bring the golf kit (I'm playin')
Let the wrist flick on the average, now she priceless (priceless)
Keep me sharp, sharper than a butter knife, I'm a ice pick
Breaking down a pound into grams, bringin' me dog shit
Comin' to the town, puttin' it down, bitch, I ain't lost it (got it)
I did my homework, put in my own work, one thousand
I got niggas flyin' on jets out public houses (dang)
If I was in lil' one position, I'd be a killer too
I'm the one to pay all they bonds and get their lawyers too (get it)
If you say you down for your dog, you kill or take a charge
I can't never put 'em on the 'Gram, this nigga down with fraud (ooh)
Cool nigga, ain't exposin' my hand, I gotta play my card (my hand)
We said a oath when we was kids, forever break the law

We said a oath when we was kids, forever break the law

Yeah, Pluto
Plutoski, talk to 'em

Lost my dog to fentanyl, his body couldn't absorb it
Gone off a G6, feel like I'm on orbit
Yeah
I done lost my dog to fentanyl
I done lost my dog to fentanyl
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Lookin' at his texts, he was battlin' with depression
I should've seen the signs as soon as I received the message, yeah
Drugs in my body, I still cry for you
Drugs in my body, I still cry for you
Never know what real niggas go through

Started to take advantage of these pills when he drill
I wanna tell him, "Stop," but it help him when he kill
Livin' in the hills, but I can still feel the sadness
Comin' from the bottom, from the bottom of the trap
Instagram epidemic got bigger than crack
Poppin' opioids, just trying to relax
Thought I was done with it, then got the news about you
All it made me wanna do is relapse
Lost my dog to fentanyl
I go up and I cry for you
Love you so much, I'd die for you
Lost my lil' homie to a gang war
I don't cry, I go slide for you
All these lighters in the sky for you
His mama tried to raise an angel, turned out gangster like his daddy
We share the same pain, so I knew he wasn't happy
I should've knew he wasn't happy, yeah

Lost my dog to fentanyl, his body couldn't absorb it
Gone off a G6, feel like I'm on orbit
Yeah
I done lost my dog to fentanyl
I done lost my dog to fentanyl
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Pluto, yeah, Pluto, yeah (yeah)
Pluto, yeah (ayy, say gang)

Fifteen karat wedding ring, ain't even married yet (ayy, say gang)
I just bought a bad bitch, I'm such a cash man (ayy, say gang)
Countin' up so much dog shit it look like cow shit (ayy, say gang)
Just popped another X pill, I need to be cautious (ayy, say gang)
Shorty want it down in her lungs, chew a nigga up like gum (what up?)
Skeeted up 'til I got numb, I was so high, I couldn't feel when I cum (ayy, say gang)
Trap full of bricks and bread, came from the blocks servin' crumbs (yeah)
Seven dollar pull up in the slum, gotta motivate a young nigga doin' numbers

Youngin put a switch on a gun, head off, sound like a bomb (brrt)
Slime a bitch out, of course, promise I ain't never gon' turn on my brother, yeah
Everything goes, ain't gotta snipe no hoes
Went through the lows, now I'm 'bout to go and cop 'em both (ayy, say gang)
Cooking out the Pyrex, young nigga sippin' on Hi-Tech (sip it up)
Fly like a pilot, custom made Louis, all ostrich (ayy, say gang)
Went and got a gaffer, ain't have to sell my masters (ayy, say-)
Riding with a smacker (what it do?), turn your little kid to a bastard
Whole lotta cash, yeah, it barely can fit in the bag (yeah)
Count up these bands, yeah, count up so fast they crash (ayy)
I got these suicide bombers, they ready to smash (suicide)
Wipe a nigga nostril, wasn't nothing but an imposter (yeah)
Top Don Dada, so I got a bad bitch roster (yeah, yeah)
Soon as I pulled up, everybody 'round me poured up
The drink got no cut, f*ck around, a nigga might doze off
Spot with no furniture, walk through the bitch got bowls out (yeah)
Look like a stash spot, this that one, we roll out
The one you don't know about, she so bad she don't need no clout

Fifteen karat wedding ring, ain't even married yet (hold on)
I just bought a bad bitch, I'm such a cash man (ayy, say gang)
Countin' up so much dog shit it look like cow shit
Just popped another X pill, I need to be cautious (ayy, say gang)
Shorty want it down in her lungs, chew a nigga up like gum (what up?)
Skeeted up 'til I got numb, I was so high, couldn't feel when I cum (ayy, say gang)
Trap full of bricks and bread, ayy (ski), came from the block servin' crumbs (yeah)
Seven dollar pull up in the slum, that'll motivate 'em, young nigga doin' numbers (ayy, say gang)

Walk outside the bank, look like a robbery now (ayy, say)
Five thousand a pint, I'm 'bout to drank five thou' (ayy, say)
Million dollar whips and then some public housing (ayy, say)
I can change the flow up, I got different styles (ayy, say gang)
Took the G to seven, I'm too high in the clouds (ayy, say)
Forty-seven strippers tryna blow me down (ayy, say)
Took the G to seven, I'm too high in the clouds (ayy, say)
Five thousand a pint, I'm 'bout to drank five thou' (ayy, say gang)

You don't feel what I feel for me
Run this joint, baby
Run this joint, baby