yeah pluto
you better not raise your voice at me you
you know i got a pimp degree you know
yeah pluto you know
draco season with the bookbag you know
rattat got a little kickback you
hundreds on hundreds got a good batch you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
lamborghini doors when i lift off you
they done fucked around got a nigga pissed off you know
nice little thot got a stiff arm you
did the heisman on the ho got the stiff arm you know
fuck all that biting like tyson or holyfield you
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa you know
a couple of pills and i got my soda filled you
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa you know
break out a sweat i go head over heels for these mils you
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa you know
she thinks she the one but to me she ain’t nothing but a thrill you
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa you know
i’ve been drippin’ like a god what else you
i been dodgin’ all the flage what else you
i been fillin’ up garages what else you
i gave her her first ménage what else you know
uh close your eyes eyes eyes you
i’m about to slide slide slide you know
wonder why why why you
i stay in the sky sky sky you know
pink molly let me dance with her you
freestylin’ let me dance with her you
skydweller it was sentimental you
rose gold it was cinnamon
draco season with the bookbag you know
rattat got a little kickback you
hundreds on hundreds got a good batch you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
fucking my bitch by the change change
want me to jump out the stage jump out the stage
i wanna jump in the air yeah
you know the love ain’t fair you know
you killin’ then show us the proof you know
i already got the juice you
chain different colors like fruits uh fruits
i like to hang out the roof you
i got to train my bitches let’s train ’em
i’m putting chains on my bitches i’m putting chains on ’em
i’ll pull some chain on the snitches i’ll pull some chain on the snitches
i’m focused i’m back on my mission yeah
flex on a nigga no apologies flex on ’em
molly offwhite done got to me flex on ’em
playing hockey with the ice in the major league yeah
5 bitches at the st reg yeah
fall back shooter like kd every day
back in the kitchen with the curry curry
pullin’ up with xan’ can’t hurt me hurt me
pineapple drink lookin’ syrupy syrupy
56 nights i was dirty 56
styrofoam cups servin’ patients woo
heard you been talkin’ ’bout the kid kid
knowin’ damn well that’s a flagrant technical
i cancel two bitches cancel ’em
i got me some new bitches got ’em got ’em
come check out how i’m living check out how i’m living
i got me some new drippy i got me some new drip
i got me some new drip got me some new drip
she ain’t got nothing to do with it nothing to do with it
i’ll give my bitch to you i’ll give my bitch to you
if that what she mean to you if that what she mean
draco season with the bookbag you know
rattat got a little kickback you
hundreds on hundreds got a good batch you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
draco season with the bookbag you know
rattat got a little kickback you
hundreds on hundreds got a good batch you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back you know
you ain’t never ever get your bitch back
yacht cruisin’ in the deep
i’m twisted up i got geeked
misbehaving with your freak
can’t tell she got teeth
i was in her mouth like veneers
stop comparing my career
designer flooded through the crib
bentley furniture for real
bought a fendi couch for my kids
they just want to plug a nigga wig
charge a half a mil for the gig
middle fingers up fuck the pigs
diamonds fallin’ off me let me jig
never falling off and never quit
i retired cookin’ up a brick
certified nigga out the 6
who was wrapping dummies in the zone
i was chargin’ 0 for the strong
keep on goin’ in on this song
keep an fn at your home
lesson learned and we moving on
i got firm niggas al capone
got my chi niggas on the horn
downtown atlanta i was born
Artist: Future
Year: 2017
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 565