Future - The Real Me — Future – The Real Me

Tank Top Pluto Lyrics by Future

Ski
Ayy, say twin
Yeah, that’s my shit
Yeah, that’s my

Count up the money, gon’ take all day
Eight rings on me like Pac, go crazy
Whole ‘nother bitch, new wrist, okay
One-of-one, nigga, I’m havin’ my way
Trap it out Maybach, came back Rolls
Trap out the apartment, I’m whippin’ the pole
Run to the money, gotta run through a check
Vacay, birthday, gotta go jet
Shawty know how to eat it up, baguette
I’m goin’ bigger than [?]
I’m goin’ Morocco, you gotta be on the list
Hop on the global or [?]
I gotta pop on ’em, show I’m goin’ diff’ (Pop on ’em)
I’m goin’ [?], shit gettin’ hit
Hold on, I got the platinum, she comin’
Hold on, I’m rockin’ white baguette (All that)

Tank top Pluto, huh (Pluto)
Tank top Pluto (Ski)
Tank top Pluto, huh (Pluto)
Tank top Pluto (Ski)
Tank top Pluto (Ayy, say twin)
Tank top Pluto (Woo)
Tank top Pluto (Tank top Pluto)
Tank top Pluto (Ski)

Chunk of change, get at your dog
Askin’ my bitch to get at your ho
Two hundred bitches, I’m missin’ their call
I’m all over the world, you know I’m the GOAT
My smile is so poppin’, [?]
A stone in my chain cost a purse
It’s the clarity stone, that’s birth
I went deep colored stone, no lab (Hol’ on)
Takin’ my shawty, I’m bein’ polite
I’m just confused, I’m colder than ice
I got three main bitches I’m lovin’ on, I call my wife (Hold on)

Count up the money, gon’ take all day
Eight rings on me like Pac, go crazy
Whole ‘nother bitch, new wrist, okay
One of one, nigga, I’m havin’ my way
Tank top Pluto