作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn / Joshua Luellen / Wesley Glass / Lucas Depante / James Brown
作曲 : James Brown/Wesley Glass/Nayvadius Wilburn/Joshua Luellen/Lucas DePante
[Intro]
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
Stackin' some hundreds on shoulders
Thousand of grams on a chain
Go and get my currency changed
Goin' out the country, street niggas, we gangstas
Shit you can get bein' famous
Can't hang with a nigga false claimin'
Bitch be tryna talk like this, yeah
Bitch don't know what clarity is
I be runnin' shit for more than few years, yeah (Plutoski, woah)
[Verse 1]
Chop off the doors again (Ski)
Chop all the doors off the hinges (Pluto)
Whip up the bowl again (Ski)
Trappin' out loads (Pluto)
Sippin' on dope again (Ski)
I'm back in that mode (Pluto)
Told all the dawgs right below to me (Ski)
We got another one (Pluto)
Filipino or Korean
I don't even know even know what she is
I just been taggin' the man
Ridin' with Satan again (Pluto)
I throw the magazine in
Street turn a boy to a man
We goin' dark, it's nasty
Use the lil' blogs to gas
[Chorus]
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 swervin' the—, oh, yeah
I'm thuddin' the thud, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin', I'm bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm swervin', I'm Pluto, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah
I'm flippin' out the strap, oh, yeah
I'm flippin' the—, oh, yeah
I'm thuddin' the thud, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin', I'm bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm swervin', I'm Pluto, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Veres 2]
Rappin' and robbin' again
Streets turn the boy to a millionaire
Drinkin' on lean again
I don't even know what she is
Filipino or Korean
Sent out the low 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' it up with her friend
I'm tanglin' up with 'em too
I'm doin' what a rich nigga do
I throw the party inside my crib
I'm throwin' a Ferrari inside my ears
[Chorus]
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 swervin' the—, oh, yeah
I'm thuddin' the thud, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin', I'm bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm swervin', I'm Pluto, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
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 swervin' the—, oh, yeah
I'm thuddin' the thud, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin', I'm bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm swervin', I'm Pluto, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah