Track 17 on MIXTAPE PLUTO
AYE SAY GANG Lyrics
[Intro]
Pluto, yeah
Pluto, yeah (Yeah)
Pluto, yeah
Ayy, say gang
[Chorus]
Fifteen karat wedding ring, ain’t even married yet (Ayy, say gang)
I just bought a bad bitch, I’m such a cashman (Ayy, say gang)
Count up so much dog shit, it look like cow shit (Ayy, say gang)
Just popped another X pill, I need to be cautious (Ayy, say gang)
Shorty want it down in her lungs, shoot a nigga, hold my gun (What up?)
She eat it up ’til I got none
I was so high, I couldn’t feel when I come (Ayy, say gang)
Tried for the bricks and bread, came from the blocks servin’ chrome (Yeah)
Sippin’ and I’ll pull up in the slum
Gotta motivate a young nigga, do him numb/ doing numbers
[Verse 1]
Young put the switch on gun
Head off soundin’ like a bomb (Brrt)
Slime a bitch out, of course, whatever I ain’t never gon’ turn on my brother
Everything goes, ain’t gotta snipe no hoes
Went through the lows, now I’m ’bout to go and cop both
Cooking out the Pyrex, young nigga sippin’ on Hi-Tech
Fly like a pilot, custom made Louis on ice
Went and got a gaffer, I ain’t have to sell my masters
Riding with a smacker, turn your little kid to a bastard (What it do?)
Whole lot of cash, yeah, it barely can fit in the bag
Count up these bands, yeah, count up so fast they crash
I got these suicide bombers they ready to smash (Suicide)
Wipe a nigga nostril, wasn’t nothing but an imposter (Yeah)
Top Don Dada, so I got a bad bitch roster (Yeah, yeah)
Soon as I pulled up, everybody around me poured up
The drink got no cut, fuck around, a nigga might doze off
Spot with no furniture, walk through the bitch got balls out (Yah)
Look like stash spot, this that one we roll up
The one you don’t know about, she so bad she don’t need no clout
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[Chorus]
Fifteen karat wedding ring, ain’t even married yet (Hold on)
I just bought a bad bitch, I’m such a cashman (Ayy, say gang)
Count up so much dog shit, it look like cow shit (Ayy, say gang)
Just popped another X pill, need to be cautious (Ayy, say gang)
Shorty want it down on the long, shoot a nigga, hold my gun (What up?)
She eat it up ’til I got none
I was so high, I couldn’t feel when I come (Ayy, say gang)
Tried for the bricks and bread, came from the blocks servin’ chrome (Yeah)
Sippin’ and I’ll pull up in the slum
Gotta motivate a young nigga, do him numb/ doing numbers
[Verse 2]
Walk outside the bank look like a robbery now (Ayy, say)
Five thousand a pint, I’m bout to drain five thou’ (Ayy, say)
Million dollar whips and then some public housing (Ayy, say)
I can change the flow up, I got different styles (Ayy, say gang)
Took the G to seven, I’m too high in the clouds (Ayy, say)
Forty seven strippers tryna blow me down (Ayy, say)
Took the G to seven, I’m too high in the clouds (Ayy, say)
Five thousand a pint, I’m bout to drain five thou’ (Ayy, say gang)
[Outro]
You don’t feel what I feel for me
Run this joint, baby
Run this joint, baby