Pluto Taught Me

(Enrgy made this one)

Ooh

This like some Neptunes shit, some Pharrell shit

But look though, look, y'ello, look

GLE63 look like a turtle shell

I want a ugly bestie, can't be cute 'cause I know myself

Give a bitch some raw meat like a bogus chef

One deep droppin' pounds off on Bouldercrest

I really know Lou Gram, I'm a Fly Shifter

Cheat on my bitch, get caught then I cry with her

I can't see the competition, I'm a blind nigga

Ugly, I was broke, now I'm rich, I'm a fine nigga

6.4 supercharger Hemi got a whine in it

Unity, I fuck with the fours and the five niggas

It's Thanksgiving, brodie bought a couple pies with him

Nigga pulled out some green lean, that's a vibe killer

We'll ban a nigga

DJ Drama lifestyle, I keep a cannon with me

She a cougar now, I still wanna fuck Havana Ginger

Baby left blood on my lap, I had to slam a stripper

RIP Jalen Cotts, goddamn I miss him

Keneisha stay on my mind like an aneurysm

Good business got me rich, I don't be scammin' niggas

Got a pint of Act' I never drunk, I'm Dirty Dancing with it

Nigga, Pluto taught me

This codeine in my cup, I don't do the coffee

Baby, I can't eat your Alfredo if the noodles soggy

She know I'm up dog shit, she tryna get the doo-doo off me

Enrgy, pause that beat, I don't stink though

This rap shit got us rich, we used to slang dope

Nigga, all my bitches got money, I'm a great coach

Give a fuck if we in church, I got that ratchet, I just can't go

Brr, you better duck

Already got a good bitch, I want a better slut

You belong in jail, you put lean in a 7-Up

The hoes leave with us, we treat the E-lade like a shuttle bus, on God

Hold on, 7-Ups cool

We used to take Hi-Tech and pour up twos in small 7-Ups

The nigga got hit with a button seven times from the belly up

Is that a belly button?

Yes, I got snatched by the feds but I ain't tell 'em nothin', don't believe them blog pages

They was postin' bullshit, but they all hatin'

I'll shoot some shit right now, I got a ball waitin' and I'll make the shot

I swear to God, bro, I woke up at six, drunk a eight 'fore eight o'clock

That was two hours

I'm so motherfuckin' high, I'm finna overdose, I took two showers

Took a cold shower, then a hot shower

Still can't believe Ju died, I'll die 'bout it, I'll die 'bout him

Do that make sense?

I'll die 'bout a dead nigga, I'll break shit, I'll face shit, I'll take shit

I got a old school-, I got a freaky old nigga, did a thirty, he'll rape shit

My bitch daughter teeth crooked, I just had to pay for braces

My kids ain't gon' grow up like me, I pay for education

Ghost takin' niggas chains, I told him chill, I got a necklace waitin', soon as he come home

He in the Genesee County, but we so fuckin' turnt I can come phone

They tried to jump me, I ain't have my gun, I had to run home

I came back, jumped out with the gun and made him run home

Then he ran in the house and we shot it up

I just had to tell my label ten million dollars not enough

We the Gaffle Boyz

I gotta wind the cars down, I hear a tracker noise