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Future - PLUTOSKI Lyrics

PLUTOSKI Lyrics by Future

Woah
Yeah, yeah
I don’t even know what she is
I just took care of the bill
We not no regular niggas
These not the regular pointers
Stunt this and I’m just gon’ show it
Thousand one grams on a chain
I’m gettin’ my currency changed
Goin’ out the country, street nigga, we gangsters
Shit you can get bein’ famous
Can’t hang with a nigga false claimin’
They just be tryna talk like us, yeah
Bitch don’t know what clarity is
I’ve been runnin’ shit for more than a few years, yeah (Plutoski)

Chop off the doors again (Ski)
Chop all the doors off the hinges (Plutoski)
Whip up the bowl again (Ski)
Trappin’ out loads (Plutoski)
Sippin’ on dope again (Ski)
I’m back in that mode (Plutoski)
Told all the dogs, “Work the other one” (Ski)
We got another one (Plutoski)
Filipino or Korean
I don’t even know even know what she is
I just been taggin’ ’em in
Ridin’ with Satan again (Plutoski)
I throw the magazine in
Streets turn a boy to a man
We goin’ dark, it’s nasty
Use the lil’ blogs to gas me

Yeah, uh, oh, yeah
Trappin’ out the trap, oh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I’m flippin’ out the strap, oh, yeah (For the syrup)
I’m flippin’ the— oh, yeah
I’m thuggin’ the thug, oh, yeah
I’m thuggin’ again, oh, yeah
I’m blessin’, I’m bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m flippin’, I’m flippin’, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh, oh, yeah
Trappin’ out the trap, oh, yeah
I’m flippin’ out the strap, oh, yeah
I’m flippin’ the— oh, yeah
I’m thuggin’ the thug, oh, yeah
I’m thuggin’ again, oh, yeah
I’m blessin’, I’m bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m flippin’, I’m flippin’, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

Rappin’ and robbin’ again
Streets turned a boy to a millionaire, drinkin’ on lean again
I don’t even know what she is
Filipino or Korean
Send out the lo’ and I’m pullin’ up, I got it on me again
Six in the mornin’ again
Hoggin’ the road in the Benz
I’m on my way to the tail
She tanglin’ up with her friend
I’m tanglin’ up with ’em too
I’m doin’ what a rich nigga do
I throw a party inside my crib
I’m throwin’ a Ferrari inside my ears

Yeah, uh, oh, yeah
Trappin’ out the trap, oh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I’m flippin’ out the strap, oh, yeah (For the syrup)
I’m flippin’ the— oh, yeah
I’m thuggin’ the thug, oh, yeah
I’m thuggin’ again, oh, yeah
I’m blessin’, I’m bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m flippin’, I’m flippin’, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh, oh, yeah
Trappin’ out the trap, oh, yeah
I’m flippin’ out the strap, oh, yeah
I’m flippin’ the— oh, yeah
I’m thuggin’ the thug, oh, yeah
I’m thuggin’ again, oh, yeah
I’m blessin’, I’m bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m flippin’, I’m flippin’, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

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