Future WTFYM Lyrics, Metro Boomin WTFYM Lyrics
Pluto
Got these diamonds on my teeth, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I got diamonds on my teeth, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I got diamonds on my teeth, yeah (If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you, let me explain)
It’s so hard getting sleep, yeah (Let me explain)
When you always getting geeked, yeah
Moon rocks on my feet, yeah (Moon)
Got that Draco on the seat, yeah (Boom, boom)
Yeah, yeah
I’m from the bottom, you can get your door knocked
Won’t like to talk to cops, even in the road block
I put in more work, went and bought a drop top
New millennium, yeah
Please don’t penny-pinch, yeah
I made all the films, yeah
I was born a pimp, yeah
I’m goin’ off the end
I’ve been in the gym, yeah
I’ve been liftin’ money, yeah
Metro flippin’ money, yeah
Perky, sippin’ muddy, yeah
I’m supposed to flood it, yeah
I was over-busted, ah
Bust it down and flood it, ah
Everything was dirty, ah
We so star studded, yeah
I got pinky rings, ah
Got my ring finger, ah
Got my fur drippin’, ah
Got my n**** sippin’ (My dawg)
Diamonds all over me
Sauce all over me
Drip all over me
You can’t roll with me
I got your ho with me (Got your ho)
You can’t roll with me (You can’t roll)
Got your ho with me (Got your ho, for sure)
Let my b**** try some codeine, she rock new Celine
Made my dog a millionaire, what the f**k you mean?
She just f**ked a millionaire, what the f**k you mean?
Bustin’ bales down in the bath, what the f**k you mean?
I went crazy in the trap, what the f**k you mean?
My lil’ brother’ll rob you now, what the f**k you mean?
Drinkin’ lean and poppin’ tabs, what the f**k you mean?
Numero uno in the lab, what the f**k you mean?
Tie a bandana around my head, they play with ‘Tro, they dead
We so icy on these meds, they so broke and scared
Run my money up instead, like I’m on a tread
Put your do**y on a shirt, don’t even call the meds
When I’m on a Percocet, I might try Qualitest
Usually I be sippin’ purple, I’m on pineapple red
All my family call me “Pluto,” don’t you never forget
Don’t be fabricated, like I ain’t play with the Pyrex
Dropped ten thousand on the ground and still in the rap
I’m a boss, I got the crown, I’m still in the trap
Moonwalkin’ with the hammer (Yeah, yeah)
Plugged in with the scammers (Yeah, yeah)
Kill first for Atlanta (Yeah)
The serve first in Atlanta, uh
T-shirts in the Atlanta, uh
Thirty-five, you can have ’em (Yeah)
Rob coke, you can’t have it
Gotta rerock, lil’ daddy
Let my b**** try some codeine, she rock new Celine
Made my dog a millionaire, what the f**k you mean?
She just f**ked a millionaire, what the f**k you mean?
Bustin’ bales down in the bath, what the f**k you mean?
I went crazy in the trap, what the f**k you mean?
My lil’ brother’ll rob you now, what the f**k you mean?
Drinkin’ lean and poppin’ tabs, what the f**k you mean?
Numero uno in the lab, what the f**k you mean?
The AP gold with the fish tank face
Off the record, I got my young n**** straight (He good)
Straight promethazine (We good), straight hydrocodeine (We good)
Pinky ring clean (Uh), straight up Billie Jean
Shout-out Screwed Up Clique, my OGs can’t forget (Can’t)
Cuban links on my b****, Cuban links on my b****
Hibernatin’ with your b****, ridin’ ’round with the stick
Searching ’round for a lick, a half a brick, that’s a split
No, Metro ain’t gon’ switch it, he switchin’ your b****
With another yellow bad b****, they ain’t havin’ money like this
They ain’t havin’ cash like this
You got a Rollie, but it ain’t this
You got an Audemar, it ain’t this
Buy a foreign car for my b**** (Skrrt)
Got the yacht, I’m with the shits
Got the trap spot with the bricks
G taught me how to fry fish (G)
White girl givin’ Bill Clint’
I’m Hank Aaron up to bat
I’m throwin’ slugs for these racks
This chopper toured Iraq
I went up to Jupiter flashin’ (Yeah)
I make it look good when I’m attackin’ (Yeah)
My chain and my rosé a present (Yeah)
I’m havin’ my way with some peasants (Yeah)
I told my jeweler, “Baguette it”
Got my b**** a lil’ codeine, she rock new Celine
Made my dog a millionaire, what the f**k you mean?
She just f**ked a millionaire, what the f**k you mean?
Bustin’ bales down in the bath, what the f**k you mean?
I went crazy in the trap, what the f**k you mean?
My lil’ brother’ll rob you now, what the f**k you mean?
Drinkin’ lean and poppin’ tabs, what the f**k you mean?
Numero uno in the lab, what the f**k you mean?
Tie a bandana around my head, they play with ‘Tro, they dead (Oh, ooh)
We so icy on these meds, they so broke and scared (ooh, mm-mm, ah, mm, mm)