Pluto

Lyrics

(hook) Why my figga getting bigger Why im clutching on the trigger Why he sip codeine not no liquor Swear my cup getting thicker Swear my money come quicker Drop a bag get ya issue On the block with my hitta Think you got me How you figure Six figure boy Thats before rap Six in my cup That lil night cap Say you down bad Boy you all cap I be counting money fast Got my fingers cramp Got my fingers cramping oww Why my money dancing now Pop a xan keep passing out Mix and match my fashion wow How my drip be dripping now Watch ya step keep slipping out Slow ya roll The totem pole Keep lipping out Get a check And buy my bitch givenchy wow Kilo for the stress Ima flip the frown Smiling when i pass Damn i need a crown Baking soda odor Cook my heart colder Ima young never give a hold up Ima need to roll up Put me down Percy in my soda Baby boy a soulja Let me drown Keys to the rover Ima bit closer Feeling down Still feeling down Still feeling down Still feeling down But bitch look at me now (hook) Six in the morning Still fucking rolling Six milligrams I be fucking loaded Say it ain't true But you fucking know it Ive been counting all these problems Got my feelings showing Got my feelings showing now Cut my chest and thaw it out Clear the scene Im airing out Draco laughing At the clouds Pop a xan keep acting out Check for check Im cashing out Slow your roll Im holding tote Dont pat me down Tripping off the tabs Ain't no backing down We want all the smoke Ain't no passing round Gucci fendi bags I need all the clout Baby count my payroll That gone take all day tho Smoking on the fuego Asalamalakim Pissing on my name Got a lot to say on me Know that shit ain't change Still the same ole me Still feeling Still feeling down Still feeling down Still feeling down But bitch look at me now