Ghili Pop - PLUTO

I woke up on Pluto
I did like 4 tabs and now they askin' where did you go
Moved to where the killers stay, I had to find my kinfolk
Smokin' on that strong, got that gas like Citgo

Posted up, back at the spot, we been cheffin' don't need Crisco
When I make a banger I can't sleep till I make 6 more
They say turn your life into a lucid dream, so
I just hit up every jawn I never bagged in my zip code
And lately I'm like
Whoa, wait
They want me in the spotlight
Whoa, wait
Givenchy to the socks like
Whoa, wait
I just went and got mine
Whoa, wait
I just went and got mine

I woke up on Pluto
I did like 4 tabs and now they askin' where did you go
Moved to where the killers stay, I had to find my kinfolk
Smokin' on that strong, got that gas like Citgo

He want that red dot
Pop pop pop pop
All black Vetements
On my top top top top
I made my own wave
The block is hot hot hot hot
They all whisper away but they still watch
Easy for me to see you is a opp

We ain't got much in' the gas tank, puffin' that petrol premium stock
We got the anna, yeah we got the rock
They eatin' it up, they need what I got
We can go realer for realer
I hope that whoever that wanna talk down on my
name bet it all on their plot
My side up been turnt, they been countin' their knots
She said bring a mop

I ran that lil bitch like a foreign huh
I gave that lil bitch some miles
Took the molly water, it was wild
She said that she love me for my style
I'm a pretty boy they love my smile
Psychedelics always got me geeked
Doin' what I want like make believe
No this is not Louis this Alyx
Everybody think they need to speak
they makin' noise we heard before
Got my eye on that hellcat
I just let the SRT roar
You better see it now
Don't come to me later when you see the score
Cause we go a mile a minute
Yeah we put numbers on the board

Richer than beetles
Who woulda thought all the dreams could be real
But dreams can be lethal
Cause once you know what you want you can't be defeated
And that make them evil
They stuck being crabs in' the bucket but sorry
No we will not ever be equal
I always look out for my people

But you know in spite of it still
They lookin' and cookin' up lies that'll sell
Give 'em an inch, count the miles that they steal
They flies on the low, I hope they don't forget it
Wherever I place, better give me my credit
All we had was ideas of a lifestyle and a setting
Now we're so close we could get it

I woke up on Pluto
I did like 4 tabs and now they askin' where did you go
Moved to where the killers stay, I had to find my kinfolk
Smokin' on that strong, got that gas like Citgo

Written by:
Gurupreeth Vijay

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