[ Featuring The Prophecy ]
I'm from Pluto, outer space
Got a bad bitch in this raf
Text my phone, I might be late
Text my phone, she wanna date
Damn, I think she love my cake
Spend my cash, I'll blow it quick
She obsessed call me the shit
Pop my shit just like a zit
Shawty, I'm blowin' up quick
One day I'm gonna be rich
Talkin' bout' shit that you did
Actin' up like a lil' kid
Baby, I'm already rich
She on that gold diggin' shit
Spend all my money, I'm pissed
99 problems, that bitch ain't shit
Yeah, rockin' the Dior cologne, huh
I'm finna send her my bone, huh
I'm finna send her ass home, huh
I'm finna get in my zone
Up in the studio with my niggas you know that we rappin' this shit all along
I been at home and I'm makin' a music video, sipping a shot of Patron
I'm from Pluto, outer space
Got a bad bitch in this raf
Text my phone, I might be late
Text my phone, she wanna date
Damn, I think she love my cake
Spend my cash, I'll blow it quick
She obsessed call me the shit
Pop my shit just like a zit
(f*ck)
Told bro pass me the bottle
Sippin' tise drink with the model
Zooter gang baby, the motto
I got a crib in Cabo
I just be spendin'' them dabos
Ride around forgiatos
Whippin' up bands in the pothole
I told her I need a break
She wanna f*ck everyday, yeah
That lil' bitch f*cked up my day
She wanna argue, no way
Ew, why is you all in my face
When I blow up it'll be too late
She call me Superman, I need my cape
I'm from Pluto, outer space
Got a bad bitch in this raf
Text my phone, I might be late
Text my phone, she wanna date
Damn, I think she love my cake
Spend my cash, I'll blow it quick
She obsessed call me the shit
Pop my shit just like a zit