Pluto vs Vinin
Tonight we are going to witness
The most anticipated match
In the History, for the heavyweight championship of the world
With the thousand in attendance
And the millions watching around the world
Let's get ready to rumble
Yeah uh huh Pluto v Vinin you know that we killin' it aye'
Niggas irrelevant aye'
Smokin' that thrax bitch we sellin' that pack
Bitch we makin' them hits yeah we go back to back
Yeah my boy Vinin gone make that shit slap
He gone make that shit slap
Yeah we go back to back
We collecting the racks
(Racks)
Uh this bitch turn me to a dope fiend
No molly bitch I only sip lean
Hallucinations got the percocet dreams
Yeah bitch I'm livin' the dream
Lookin' dapper yeah lookin' so clean
Bend that bitch over she can't feel her spleen
I'm a real rapper I'm gettin' that green
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,)
Live a life of pain uh
With that percocet rain uh
Fresh Prince of bel air
Throw the diamonds in the air
Let it land in the ring uh
Let it land on the ring uh
Let it land on the ring uh
Let it land
Let it land
Let it land on the ring uh
(ring uh)
Cartier lenses the ice in the shade
(ice in the shade)
I told my momma we gone get it made
(Yeah, Yeah)
Don't fuck with these bitches
They fuck with my brain
(Fuck that lil' hoe)
You niggas is fake
(You niggas is fake)
You niggas is fake don't fuck with my mental yeah I get to spray
(Down with the mac)
Yeah uh huh Pluto v Vinin you know that we killin' it aye'
Niggas irrelevant aye'
Smokin' that thrax bitch we sellin' that pack
Bitch we makin' them hits yeah we go back to back
Yeah my boy Vinin gone make that shit slap
He gone make that shit slap
Yeah we go back to back
We collecting the racks
Yeah bitch we collectin' the racks
Sit ya' ass down you gone get attacked
We gone spray your ass down with the mac
Bitch just sit there and watch you collapse
(Dead on the floor)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Niggas be switching you know that we killin' em'
Pluto v Vinin You know that we killin' it
I got my ice and it's freezing I'm feelin' it
Look at my wrist it's so frosty I'm feelin' it
Bitch want me bad I'm just fuckin' her feelings up
Yeah said fuckin' her feelings up
Bitch how's it feel to be fucked up so mentally?
Yeah so detrimentally
Fuck you lil' bitch you ain't shit you can go to hell
Look at me Vinin it's our time to shine right now
Fuck all them haters them niggas is mad right now
Now swerve in a benz
Bitch how's it feel to look straight through my lense
(So fuckin' dark)
Yeah straight through my lense
Bitch I ain't talkin' no fuckin' ray bans
(Hell nah)
No fuckin ray bans
Gucci, Fendi, Prada, Louis Vuitton
Yeah uh huh Pluto v Vinin you know that we killin' it aye'
Niggas irrelevant aye'
Smokin' that thrax bitch we sellin' that pack
Bitch we makin' them hits yeah we go back to back
Yeah my boy Vinin gone make that shit slap
He gone make that shit slap
Yeah we go back to back
We collecting the racks
And now, for those in attendance
And watching around the world
This is the moment you've all been waiting for
IT'S TIME
The most anticipated match
In the History, for the heavyweight championship of the world
With the thousand in attendance
And the millions watching around the world
Let's get ready to rumble
Yeah uh huh Pluto v Vinin you know that we killin' it aye'
Niggas irrelevant aye'
Smokin' that thrax bitch we sellin' that pack
Bitch we makin' them hits yeah we go back to back
Yeah my boy Vinin gone make that shit slap
He gone make that shit slap
Yeah we go back to back
We collecting the racks
(Racks)
Uh this bitch turn me to a dope fiend
No molly bitch I only sip lean
Hallucinations got the percocet dreams
Yeah bitch I'm livin' the dream
Lookin' dapper yeah lookin' so clean
Bend that bitch over she can't feel her spleen
I'm a real rapper I'm gettin' that green
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,)
Live a life of pain uh
With that percocet rain uh
Fresh Prince of bel air
Throw the diamonds in the air
Let it land in the ring uh
Let it land on the ring uh
Let it land on the ring uh
Let it land
Let it land
Let it land on the ring uh
(ring uh)
Cartier lenses the ice in the shade
(ice in the shade)
I told my momma we gone get it made
(Yeah, Yeah)
Don't fuck with these bitches
They fuck with my brain
(Fuck that lil' hoe)
You niggas is fake
(You niggas is fake)
You niggas is fake don't fuck with my mental yeah I get to spray
(Down with the mac)
Yeah uh huh Pluto v Vinin you know that we killin' it aye'
Niggas irrelevant aye'
Smokin' that thrax bitch we sellin' that pack
Bitch we makin' them hits yeah we go back to back
Yeah my boy Vinin gone make that shit slap
He gone make that shit slap
Yeah we go back to back
We collecting the racks
Yeah bitch we collectin' the racks
Sit ya' ass down you gone get attacked
We gone spray your ass down with the mac
Bitch just sit there and watch you collapse
(Dead on the floor)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Niggas be switching you know that we killin' em'
Pluto v Vinin You know that we killin' it
I got my ice and it's freezing I'm feelin' it
Look at my wrist it's so frosty I'm feelin' it
Bitch want me bad I'm just fuckin' her feelings up
Yeah said fuckin' her feelings up
Bitch how's it feel to be fucked up so mentally?
Yeah so detrimentally
Fuck you lil' bitch you ain't shit you can go to hell
Look at me Vinin it's our time to shine right now
Fuck all them haters them niggas is mad right now
Now swerve in a benz
Bitch how's it feel to look straight through my lense
(So fuckin' dark)
Yeah straight through my lense
Bitch I ain't talkin' no fuckin' ray bans
(Hell nah)
No fuckin ray bans
Gucci, Fendi, Prada, Louis Vuitton
Yeah uh huh Pluto v Vinin you know that we killin' it aye'
Niggas irrelevant aye'
Smokin' that thrax bitch we sellin' that pack
Bitch we makin' them hits yeah we go back to back
Yeah my boy Vinin gone make that shit slap
He gone make that shit slap
Yeah we go back to back
We collecting the racks
And now, for those in attendance
And watching around the world
This is the moment you've all been waiting for
IT'S TIME
Credits
Writer(s): Reese Mclaurian, Vincent Van Sleet
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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