Lil Uzi Vert Baby Pluto Lyrics
Baby Pluto by Lil Uzi Vert
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (For sure) I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage While makin' my lady cum (Yeah) I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS That's why I be racin' 'em (Baddest) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
Related 26 Best Breakup Songs Of All Time LATEST SONG: Lil Uzi Vert - 'That Way' - LYRICS POPULAR SONG: G Herbo - 'PTSD' ft Juice WRLD & Chance The Rapper & Lil Uzi Vert - LYRICS I got static in my city, who fuckin' with me? Pull up with this 30 and this chopper hold a fifty Man, I heard that nigga Mickey, that's too risky Man, we spray his car, spray his window, icky, icky She keep suckin' on my dick, tryna get a hickey, hickey Girl, I swear that pussy too wet, sticky, sticky I kicked her right out of the front door, I'm picky, picky Yeah, and every time she go to call my phone, I'm busy, busy (Yeah, yeah, hello, hello? Hello?) I heard it's some niggas that's on my head (Brr) I heard it's some niggas that want my bread Oh my God Y'all niggas better chill before y'all all be dead (Oh my God, yeah, yeah, yeah) Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, whole lot of, whole lot of meds Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of clothes, niggas be stealin' my swag (Hold up) Whole lot of, whole of emeralds, please tuck your baguettes Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red rubies on my neck Uzi, it came with a TEC The brick, that came with a vet I can teach you how to flex (Yes) The Draco, it came with a vest The condo, it came with a pit (Yeah) My new bitch, she came with some neck (Yeah) Man, these boys ain't believe me Until I pulled up and my neck was on squeegee (Woah) Man, these boys ain't believe me They thought I believed in the devil like ouija Man, these boys ain't believe me A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my beanie (Yeah) I swear these boys cannot see me That's why I be livin' my life like I'm Stevie
Wake up, Versace my bitch I got on that Tisci, I eat fettuccine
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (Let's go) I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage While makin' my lady cum (Stay with the baddest) I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (No cap) I had to count my money on the ironing board I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores
I had to get all my niggas off bond, I had to get 'em off holding (Yeah) I had to take 12 right on the mile, drive it like my van was stolen (Skrrt, skrrt) It sing like my birthday, brand new 'Cause I'm only known just to floor it (Brand new) Yeah, I just know they be watchin' it Yeah, I just, yeah, I just know they be watchin' it All these hoes love me I am such a slimy guy, nigga, do not trust me Baby, I'ma bust you way before you bust me You shouldn't have trusted me, girl, you got off lucky (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) If it's beef, don't partake No, I do not eat steak (Yeah) All I eat is fish plates My diamonds so cold, in the freezer, my wrist be
Somewhere in the hills, prolly where my bitch stay Switchin' my crib and you know I'm gon' switch states (Yeah) I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors Yeah, that's the Mercedes one I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage While makin' my lady cum (I stay with the baddest) I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah) I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Woah) I had to count my money on the ironing board (Yeah) I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores (Store)
Fucked behind the stores You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores (Sure) You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores Yeah, count up a half a mil' up behind the store Yeah, she gone off that molly like she ain't never take a pill before You act like you tough like your homie ain't ever get killed before What the... Yo, what the fuck was that?
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (For sure) I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage While makin' my lady cum (Yeah) I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS That's why I be racin' 'em (Baddest) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
Related 26 Best Breakup Songs Of All Time LATEST SONG: Lil Uzi Vert - 'That Way' - LYRICS POPULAR SONG: G Herbo - 'PTSD' ft Juice WRLD & Chance The Rapper & Lil Uzi Vert - LYRICS I got static in my city, who fuckin' with me? Pull up with this 30 and this chopper hold a fifty Man, I heard that nigga Mickey, that's too risky Man, we spray his car, spray his window, icky, icky She keep suckin' on my dick, tryna get a hickey, hickey Girl, I swear that pussy too wet, sticky, sticky I kicked her right out of the front door, I'm picky, picky Yeah, and every time she go to call my phone, I'm busy, busy (Yeah, yeah, hello, hello? Hello?) I heard it's some niggas that's on my head (Brr) I heard it's some niggas that want my bread Oh my God Y'all niggas better chill before y'all all be dead (Oh my God, yeah, yeah, yeah) Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, whole lot of, whole lot of meds Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of clothes, niggas be stealin' my swag (Hold up) Whole lot of, whole of emeralds, please tuck your baguettes Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red rubies on my neck Uzi, it came with a TEC The brick, that came with a vet I can teach you how to flex (Yes) The Draco, it came with a vest The condo, it came with a pit (Yeah) My new bitch, she came with some neck (Yeah) Man, these boys ain't believe me Until I pulled up and my neck was on squeegee (Woah) Man, these boys ain't believe me They thought I believed in the devil like ouija Man, these boys ain't believe me A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my beanie (Yeah) I swear these boys cannot see me That's why I be livin' my life like I'm Stevie
Wake up, Versace my bitch I got on that Tisci, I eat fettuccine
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (Let's go) I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage While makin' my lady cum (Stay with the baddest) I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (No cap) I had to count my money on the ironing board I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores
I had to get all my niggas off bond, I had to get 'em off holding (Yeah) I had to take 12 right on the mile, drive it like my van was stolen (Skrrt, skrrt) It sing like my birthday, brand new 'Cause I'm only known just to floor it (Brand new) Yeah, I just know they be watchin' it Yeah, I just, yeah, I just know they be watchin' it All these hoes love me I am such a slimy guy, nigga, do not trust me Baby, I'ma bust you way before you bust me You shouldn't have trusted me, girl, you got off lucky (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) If it's beef, don't partake No, I do not eat steak (Yeah) All I eat is fish plates My diamonds so cold, in the freezer, my wrist be
Somewhere in the hills, prolly where my bitch stay Switchin' my crib and you know I'm gon' switch states (Yeah) I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors Yeah, that's the Mercedes one I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage While makin' my lady cum (I stay with the baddest) I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah) I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Woah) I had to count my money on the ironing board (Yeah) I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores (Store)
Fucked behind the stores You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores (Sure) You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores Yeah, count up a half a mil' up behind the store Yeah, she gone off that molly like she ain't never take a pill before You act like you tough like your homie ain't ever get killed before What the... Yo, what the fuck was that?