Pluto Lyrics

That's, that's, that's too much

That's, that's, that's too much

Yeah, yeah, Earth from to Pluto, we're flyin' my rocket

I'm not from here, but I'm high on my cockpit

Passin' off too many stars, I'm countin' to a million

I done went too hard, I just wanna keep on winning

I ain't never fold, fold, for you all my haters

I don't know what you're sayin', but I'm goin' crazy for you, baby

I'll just know, oh, if you keep on playin

I'ma pull out my fader up, and shit can keep on sprayin

Maybe I should sit around, if you feelin' on me (huh)

Maybe gon' pull up, maybe gon' skirt up (Skrrtt)

Maybe gon' ride a Beamer

Some many lightyears away I know where it's meant to be

This is a universal time, so we're endin' with no reasons

Time's froze, why my mind so slow

I don't need it no more

Murder what she wrote

This is my time, I know

Passin' off too many stars, I'm countin' to a million

Came in in the game, believe me, I was gonna win

Only halfway there, gotta let the sink in

Better off getting high now, where we blastin' to?

Earth from to Pluto, we're flyin' my rocket

I'm not from here, but I'm high on my cockpit

Passin' off too many stars, I'm countin' to a million

I done went too hard, I just wanna keep on winnin

I ain't never fold, fold, for you all my haters

I don't know what you're sayin', but I'm goin' crazy for you, baby

I'll just know, oh, if you keep on playin

I'ma pull out my fader up, and shit can keep on sprayin

What you feelin' now, feelin' now, feelin' now

Kickin' off from the city, now we in downtown

Cause I'm serving rounds, serving rounds, serving rounds

Everybody around me gettin' so loud

Shawty what's the info? for my kinfolks

Where I'm from you get shot sixteen time down the block

Choppa finna blow

Can't find me like Nemo

I done lost my head and my friends, now I'm so gone

Earth from to Pluto, we're flyin' my rocket

I'm not from here, but I'm high on my cockpit

Passin' off too many stars, I'm countin' to a million

I done went too hard, I just wanna keep on winnin

I ain't never fold, oh, for you all my haters

I don't know what you're sayin', but I'm goin' crazy for you, baby

I'll just know, oh, if you keep on playin

I'ma pull out my fader up, and shit can keep on sprayin (yeah)