Luclover - PLUTO lyrics
[Luclover - PLUTO lyrics]
Yeah, oh walk in the I ain't even bitch
I can't even talk that (Oh, oh)
He ain't even talk my shit when I
Pull out the racks and my bitch
Yeah I been ridin' around wit' my bitch
(yeah yeah, oh) yeah
I ride the trackhawk like it was
Stolen, I spent 60 racks
I'mma' drop that shit
He like to talk that shit on the internet
What he gon' do if I pull up on him
He ain't really bout' that shit
Bro got a 40, I swear he'll pop that bitch
Damn, we done really got rich
I'm throwing hunnids' in the air
I ain't counting that shit
Get the fuck off my dick (Go go)
I ain't really feeling that vans
Had to call my lip
Told em' i'm adding a zit to this shit
Rocking Rick Owens and a Bottega on my bitch
She got LV on her hip
I jus' bе higher than the sky
I don't know what's going on in
That double cup whеn i'mma' sip
Shawty say I look so fly and I look at her
Back and I told her I know that shit
(Let's go)
Feel like Pluto, i'm off of the drugs
I feel so out my body, i'm takin' Narcotics
I feel like i'm mo'fuckin' stuck
I might keep the I8 and go cop another one
I'm doing this shit for fun
Got police on my ass but
I'm inside that foreign
I told em' i'm back on the run
In the club, yeah, i'm fuckin' it up
He ain't know that I don't give a fuck
Told that bitch get a tummy tuck
She be sippin' too much
She be growin' a gut
Love the way that she gag
On my dick, it's amazing
I swear that she swallow the nut
I been dumping through Benjamins
Pretty much daily
I swear i've been counting it up
I ride the trackhawk like it was
Stolen, I spent 60 racks
I'mma' drop that shit
He like to talk that shit on the internet
What he gon' do if I pull up on him
He ain't really bout' that shit
Bro got a 40, I swear he'll pop that bitch
Damn, we done really got rich
I'm throwing hunnids' in the air
I ain't counting that shit
Get the fuck off my dick (Go go)
I ain't really feeling that vans
Had to call my lip
Told em' i'm adding a zit to this shit
Rocking Rick Owens and a Bottega on my bitch
She got LV on her hip
I jus' be higher than the sky
I don't know what's going on in
That double cup when i'mma' sip
Shawty say I look so fly and I look at her
Back and I told her I know that shit, uh
I can't even talk that (Oh, oh)
He ain't even talk my shit when I
Pull out the racks and my bitch
Yeah I been ridin' around wit' my bitch
(yeah yeah, oh) yeah
I ride the trackhawk like it was
Stolen, I spent 60 racks
I'mma' drop that shit
He like to talk that shit on the internet
What he gon' do if I pull up on him
He ain't really bout' that shit
Bro got a 40, I swear he'll pop that bitch
Damn, we done really got rich
I'm throwing hunnids' in the air
I ain't counting that shit
Get the fuck off my dick (Go go)
I ain't really feeling that vans
Had to call my lip
Told em' i'm adding a zit to this shit
Rocking Rick Owens and a Bottega on my bitch
She got LV on her hip
I jus' bе higher than the sky
I don't know what's going on in
That double cup whеn i'mma' sip
Shawty say I look so fly and I look at her
Back and I told her I know that shit
(Let's go)
Feel like Pluto, i'm off of the drugs
I feel so out my body, i'm takin' Narcotics
I feel like i'm mo'fuckin' stuck
I might keep the I8 and go cop another one
I'm doing this shit for fun
Got police on my ass but
I'm inside that foreign
I told em' i'm back on the run
In the club, yeah, i'm fuckin' it up
He ain't know that I don't give a fuck
Told that bitch get a tummy tuck
She be sippin' too much
She be growin' a gut
Love the way that she gag
On my dick, it's amazing
I swear that she swallow the nut
I been dumping through Benjamins
Pretty much daily
I swear i've been counting it up
I ride the trackhawk like it was
Stolen, I spent 60 racks
I'mma' drop that shit
He like to talk that shit on the internet
What he gon' do if I pull up on him
He ain't really bout' that shit
Bro got a 40, I swear he'll pop that bitch
Damn, we done really got rich
I'm throwing hunnids' in the air
I ain't counting that shit
Get the fuck off my dick (Go go)
I ain't really feeling that vans
Had to call my lip
Told em' i'm adding a zit to this shit
Rocking Rick Owens and a Bottega on my bitch
She got LV on her hip
I jus' be higher than the sky
I don't know what's going on in
That double cup when i'mma' sip
Shawty say I look so fly and I look at her
Back and I told her I know that shit, uh