Pluto
Bhristo, talk to 'em slime)
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Hey)
Need a hundred blue hundreds if you wanna talk
Gotta keep you a blicky if you wanna walk
Funeral service for all of my opps
Want a bustdown AP, all of my thots
And I feel like Pluto
She for the streets, when that girl got a problem, she comin' to me
And I feel like Hendrix
In four seats, in the back of that, countin' my cheese
And I feel like Pluto
I'm bossin' up on a bitch, she must not be talkin' to me
And I feel like Hendrix
Better off by myself, I'm better off when you leave
(Hey)
I do what I want and I'm in it (I'm in it)
Everbody done made me a menace (A menace)
I'ma cut that girl off when I'm finished (When I'm finished)
I get racks by the double, no tennis (No tennis)
Be careful, these Chrome Heart lenses (Okay)
Every day, I'm 'bout my business (Okay)
I ain't finna be stressin' no bitches (No way)
And the diamonds on me, so water (Splash)
I made him swim with the fishes (Ha)
I got 'em right out the river (River)
And the red beam look like a Twizzler (Ha)
I don't need no strap, got hands (Ha)
I'ma knock out teeth like dentures (Ha)
I be killin' the rats like Kodak (Kodak)
But I'm not finna pose for no picture (Uh-uh)
Blue hundreds, they comin' in 3D (Yeah)
And I'm not finna make it in Blender (Yeah)
And it's easy to cut that girl off (Yeah)
And I'm not finna need me no scissors (Nah)
And I promise, I feel like I'm Pluto (Ha)
If I leave her, I'm not finna miss her (Uh-uh)
And I promise, I feel like I'm Pluto (Like Pluto)
Only want her if she got a sister (Yeah, huh)
Yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Need a hundred blue hundreds if you wanna talk
Gotta keep you a blicky if you wanna walk
Funeral service for all of my opps
Want a bustdown AP, all of my thots
And I feel like Pluto
She for the streets, when that girl got a problem, she comin' to me
And I feel like Hendrix
In four seats, in the back of that, countin' my cheese
And I feel like Pluto
I'm bossin' up on a bitch, she must not be talkin' to me
And I feel like Hendrix
Better off by myself, I'm better off when you leave
I feel like
I feel like, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
And I feel like
I feel like, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
And I feel like
And I feel like, like, like, like
Yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Hey)
Need a hundred blue hundreds if you wanna talk
Gotta keep you a blicky if you wanna walk
Funeral service for all of my opps
Want a bustdown AP, all of my thots
And I feel like Pluto
She for the streets, when that girl got a problem, she comin' to me
And I feel like Hendrix
In four seats, in the back of that, countin' my cheese
And I feel like Pluto
I'm bossin' up on a bitch, she must not be talkin' to me
And I feel like Hendrix
Better off by myself, I'm better off when you leave
(Hey)
I do what I want and I'm in it (I'm in it)
Everbody done made me a menace (A menace)
I'ma cut that girl off when I'm finished (When I'm finished)
I get racks by the double, no tennis (No tennis)
Be careful, these Chrome Heart lenses (Okay)
Every day, I'm 'bout my business (Okay)
I ain't finna be stressin' no bitches (No way)
And the diamonds on me, so water (Splash)
I made him swim with the fishes (Ha)
I got 'em right out the river (River)
And the red beam look like a Twizzler (Ha)
I don't need no strap, got hands (Ha)
I'ma knock out teeth like dentures (Ha)
I be killin' the rats like Kodak (Kodak)
But I'm not finna pose for no picture (Uh-uh)
Blue hundreds, they comin' in 3D (Yeah)
And I'm not finna make it in Blender (Yeah)
And it's easy to cut that girl off (Yeah)
And I'm not finna need me no scissors (Nah)
And I promise, I feel like I'm Pluto (Ha)
If I leave her, I'm not finna miss her (Uh-uh)
And I promise, I feel like I'm Pluto (Like Pluto)
Only want her if she got a sister (Yeah, huh)
Yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Need a hundred blue hundreds if you wanna talk
Gotta keep you a blicky if you wanna walk
Funeral service for all of my opps
Want a bustdown AP, all of my thots
And I feel like Pluto
She for the streets, when that girl got a problem, she comin' to me
And I feel like Hendrix
In four seats, in the back of that, countin' my cheese
And I feel like Pluto
I'm bossin' up on a bitch, she must not be talkin' to me
And I feel like Hendrix
Better off by myself, I'm better off when you leave
I feel like
I feel like, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
And I feel like
I feel like, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
And I feel like
And I feel like, like, like, like
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Amir Benjamin
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