Letra de HOLY GHOST - Future

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AT—

This some real Pluto shit, nigga

Out the muhfuckin' mud, nigga, you know what I'm saying?

Out the dirt, nigga, out the soil of this shit

ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

Yeah

Phantom like a cigarette boat, all this water on me

I was at my big truck, my wrist up, gettin' my dick sucked

When I switch my wrist up, switch my car, switch my bitch up

Every time I hit her, I broke her off then dismissed her

I been counting this paper all day, I'm getting blisters

Roadkill, every time I pop out in a new whip

Gettin' you whacked, niggas ain't running off with my new drip

Rose set, white set, platinum set, overkill

Killed shit and the nigga ain't have nothing to do with it, over-drill

When you in the field and you innocent, why you over here?

Body count, protocol, thotty count, losing count

Swiss account, large amount, overseas, can't pronounce

Sippin' syrup in a fur, get my dog, walk him down

Details inside of the photo, my fit was twenty thou'

No miles, cashed out, put it up by the time it hit two thou'

Surfing in Hermès, I'm the one they call Pluto-ski

Mitski, I just went so deep I made her nose bleed

Lewinsky, she just gave me her throat inside the Rolls-y

If I OD, I'ma be on a Bentley spree, you must not know me

I gave her that dope, put her on the road, she was holy

Me and my lil' woadie gettin' it in, Japanese trend

Big top Maybach, Benz, buy 'em buy the twin

We got 'em locked in, boxed in, Glocks in

Alligator skin for my sins, I'm 'bout to win again

I know niggas craving for bodies, ready to spin again

I get on my ten, 'bout my ends, nigga, I'm locked in

Made an M to a ten, now I'm posted on the Forbes again

Only time I sell out, at the show, bitch, I'm European

Top ten, that's without that melody, it's costing

No sleep, come from out the streets, leave you in white sheets

V.I.P., bitch tryna eat on me, tryna sleep with me

Overseas, everything I'm spending, Gucci on the feet

Only see, everything this month, I bought an Onlysea

New Chanel, everything I say, these bitches oversee

Rolls key, pass the Lambo key, and the other key

Truck key, not the sedan key, that's the other key

Wiped down, cleaning my cars in the rain, I got OCD

Dry it off, pouring out rain and he tryna dry it off

Slide off, I got a foreign bitch at my hideout

Real talk, niggas ain't speaking the language I talk

Slide off, I got a foreign bitch at my hideout

Real talk, niggas ain't speaking the language I talk

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