Pluto Lyrics

(Yeah)

I been up for like two days

Two days

(Yeah)

I don't know what's going on

(Yeah Huh) What's the verdict? Eleven thirty

Turn up turn up pill poppin stomach hurting

Stomach burning I'm bout to murder

Young Whispers fuckin bitches spittin verses (Yeah)

I couldn't sleep at night I don't let them see that side

I'm getting reefer high think will they believe my lies?

Pull up on my side girl I want to see them eyes

I wanna do it my way

Imma do it my way

Trappin state to state that boy on his second play

Makin money makin music had to make a way

Wakin up inside the hills that's my day to day

Twenty three nights up on them pills that's a fadeaway

Wakin up where I don't stay that's my favorite place

Them boys back out with that K you won't say my name

I let her rockout with my chain now she got Whispers fame

They wanna pull up wit the gang boy this shit not a game

(Game)

(Game)

(Game)

(Game)

(Yeah Huh) What's the verdict? Eleven thirty

Turn up turn up pill poppin stomach hurting

Stomach burning I'm bout to murder

Young Whispers fuckin bitches spittin verses (Yeah)

These niggas cloning like why yo girl keep phonin?

Im known for folding can't keep up with this motion

I got this potion no i don't really be smoking

I got this doja just don't choke up when you stoning

And we rolling off that 1942 this ain't no grey goose

(Yeah) Pour me a deuce got me feeling wavy as cantu

I just really hope when they see me they like I can too

All of my young niggas holdin sticks this ain't no bamboo

(Yeah Huh) What's the verdict? Eleven thirty

Turn up turn up pill poppin stomach hurting

Stomach burning I'm bout to murder

Young Whispers fuckin bitches spittin verses (Yeah)