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pluto - how u feelin lyrics

[intro: pluto]
glee
glee, glee, glee
uh
high+key, high+key, i don’t know
i don’t know if y’all like this drill sh+t or what, but, haha
ha, aha
i’ma speak, i’ma speak this drill sh+t regardless
ha, ha, mm

[refrain: pluto]
said, “lil’ pluto, how you feelin’?” i’m feelin’ great
and f+ck them [?][:26] ass lil’ diss
we in the ‘yo, she servin’ steak
and i ain’t f+ckin’ on no rap n+gga
send a beat, let’s drop a tape
don’t hit my jack, b+tch, if you broke
call up the funds, merge in the pape’

[chorus: pluto]
they said, “lil’ pluto, how you livin’?” i’m livin’ fast
better watch how you gon’ come, if ain’t correct, i’m on your ass
it’s a chopper on the floor, better watch your step or watch ’em blast
gotta know he keep some fine sh+t, drill queen, that’s why they mad, huh

[verse 1: pluto]
“how you feelin’?” i’m feelin’ good
stayed down for them riches
i got thе young crew up out the hood
i’m not alone, i’m with this firе
i wish a f+ck n+gga would
i wish a f+ck n+gga would play
micro drac’ up in the whip
waitin’ for a f+ck n+gga to
“how you feelin’? how you feelin’?”
lil’ b+tch, i’m good, b+tch, i’m great
turn up my pape’ for times like this
i pray for no more rainy days
i feel like god on side of me
he calmed me down, he saved the day
he changed my ways, he made me realer
these diamonds ain’t go to waste
[chorus: pluto]
they said, “lil’ pluto, how you livin’?” i’m livin’ fast
better watch how you gon’ come, if ain’t correct, i’m on your ass
it’s a chopper on the floor, better watch your step or watch ’em blast
gotta know he keep some fine sh+t, drill queen, that’s why they mad, huh

[bridge: pluto]
how you feel? how you feel? how you feelin’, bleed?
i got your back, yeah, right or wrong, we on the same team
that’s how you feel? how you feel? oh, how you feelin’, brodie?
a hundred k to get a guy, know i’m a fiend, that’s how i feel
uh, what?
like what the f+ck? that’s how i feel
can’t do no petty rappin’, i’m tryna touch a f+ckin’ mil’
can’t do no rap cappin’, i’m tryna touch a f+ckin’ mil’
huh, huh, i’m tryna

[refrain: pluto]
said, “lil’ pluto, how you feelin’?” i’m feelin’ great
and f+ck them [?] ass lil’ diss
we in the ‘yo, she servin’ steak
and i ain’t f+ckin’ on no rap n+gga
send a beat, let’s drop a tape
don’t hit my jack, b+tch, if you broke
call up the funds, merge in the pape’
that’s how i’m feelin’
[verse 2: nardo wick & waka flocka]
“lil’ wicky wick, how you feel?” i feel amazin’, thanks for askin’
still rich, still f+ckin’ hoes, still fresh as f+ck, still pistol packin’
still’ll tweak and go r+t+rded
get to blazin’ and get to blastin’
probably one of these n+ggas with me, try to wrestle, i’m body baggin’
lil’ sh+t tuck fire under her dress, my b+tch a gangster cinderella
she say my name is hammerman, she like the way i nail her
asked her would she fall on me, she said, “h+ll nah, never, never”
she got b+tches salty like the yellow ho with the umbrella
uh, these n+ggas in the way, uh, make n+ggas move around
what waka flocka say? brraow, love that gun sound
love that gun sound, love that, love that gun sound
and b+tch love that sound, yeah, she love that gun sound
i really was makin’ them signs low, no comin’ through spinnin’ around
i still’ll lay somethin’ down, don’t move, boy, get on the ground
f+ck n+ggas get nervous when n+ggas like me around

- pluto lyrics

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