"Tank Top Pluto" lyrics

"Tank Top Pluto"

Ski
Ayy, say, twin
Yeah, that's my shit
Yeah, that's my

Count up the money, gon' take all day
Eight rings on me like Pac, go crazy
Whole 'nother bitch, new wrist, okay
One-of-one, nigga, I'm havin' my way
Swerve with a Maybach, came back Rolls
Trap out apartment, I'm whippin' the pole
Run to the money, gotta run through a check
Vacay, birthday, gotta go jet
Shawty know how to eat it up, baguetty
I'm goin' bigger than ever with a bitch
I'm goin' Morocco, you gotta be on the list
Hop on the Global Express with a stick
I gotta pop on 'em, show 'em I'm different (Pop on 'em)
I'm goin' oppo', shit gettin' hit
Hold on, I got the platinum, shit on me
Hold on, I'm rockin' white baguettes (All that)

Tank-top Pluto, huh (Pluto)
Tank-top Pluto (Ski)
Tank-top Pluto, huh (Pluto)
Tank-top Pluto (Ski)
Tank-top Pluto (Ayy, say, twin)
Tank-top Pluto (Woo)
Tank-top Pluto (Tank-top Pluto)
Tank-top Pluto (Ski)

Chunk of change, get at your dog
Askin' my bitch to get at your ho
Two hundred bitches, I'm missin' their call
I'm all over the world, you know I'm the GOAT
My smallest ho poppin' out Birk'
One stone in my chain cost a purse
It's the clarity stone, that's birth
I went deep colored stone, no lab (Hol' on)
Takin' my shawty, I'm bein' polite
I'm just confused, I'm colder than ice
I got three main bitches I'm lovin' on, I call my wife (Hold on)

Tank-top Pluto, huh (Pluto)
Tank-top Pluto (Ski)
Tank-top Pluto, huh (Pluto)
Tank-top Pluto (Ski)
Tank-top Pluto (Ayy, say, twin)
Tank-top Pluto (Woo)
Tank-top Pluto (Tank-top Pluto)
Tank-top Pluto, (Ski)

Count up the money, gon' take all day
Eight rings on me like Pac, go crazy
Whole 'nother bitch, new wrist, okay
One-of-one, nigga, I'm havin' my way
Tank-top Pluto


Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Dwan Avery, Jonny, Tp
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