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Yea Plutto

Plutto in this bih let's go

Yeah we in here with this one

Know what I'm saying

They boys ain't really getting no chicken like that

Yeah yeah

Uhh huh uhh huh huh

Yeah yeah

Huh

1000 pounds of blickys on them Niggas yeah binary triggers

Lotta ice trynna get 100 way before December

Ice

If you ain't about that fucking bread you can't be a member

Call my dog AiM cause he geeked up of that fucking chicken

We geeked

Off the chicken

Got my dog he pullin in that Bentley truck

Call up Lil Tyler you know he coming don't give a fuck

Call up AiM stepping with designer yeah we trim as fuck

Bad as hell getting to the racks yeah she tuff as fuck

You know she bad

Yeah I'm going off the dome i ain't even punching in

You know my dog we out the mud you know we born to win

You might get hit with that drac

Fuck round get hit with the gin

Hoes in the way or not I spend that bread them boys gon spin

Yellow bone Stepping in designer

Balenciga yeah

Backseat of the Bentley truck

You a bad bitch but don't make me remind Ya

I don't wanna say that shit again

That imma real nigga im really up

Yellow bone Stepping in designer

Dolce Gabbana yeah

Backseat of the Bentley truck

You a bad bitch but don't make me remind Ya

Aye

That imma real nigga im really up

Another 50 ball

Yeah you know we going hard we balling like the playoffs

Diamond Ruby in my ear

yeah it's like a baseball

And we might just do everything but we don't do no fentanyl

Yeah I'm bout to dive in

Yeah you know I'm back in the booth you know I got them balls in

Yeah it's another bloody summer we ain't gon save y'all

We ain't doing no back and forth Nigga this aint no trade off

Ski mask in them cats yeah you know we bout to skirt off

50 ball

Yeah you know we made this shit off BOA

How the fuck you doing all that's dissing and ain't got no place to stay

Got that Burberry leather

Yeah perform at Coachella

Yeah I move for that cheddar

Yeah that buzz make me better

2 tone autmaro on my wrist yeah it fit me bitch

How you claim you bout it but stay away from shit

Why you stay up in my pocket

I might as well make you rich

Cause you Only on my Dick

When we talking bout some shit

I can't stand a bitch