PLUTOSKI LYRICS – FUTURE

Read the full PLUTOSKI lyrics by Future along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Future’s music, you can also explore TOO FAST and OCEAN, two other songs by Future.

[Intro]
Woah
Yeah, yeah
I don’t even know what she is
I just took care of the bill
We not no regular n!ggas
These not the regular pointers
Stunt this and I’m just gon’ show it
Thousand one grams on a chain
I’m getting my currency changed
Going out the country, street n!gga, we gangsters
S*it you can get being famous
Can’t hang with a n!gga false claiming
They just be tryna talk like us, yeah
B!tch don’t know what clarity is
I’ve been running s*it for more than a few years, yeah (Plutoski)

[Verse 1]
Chop off the doors again (Ski)
Chop all the doors off the hinges (Plutoski)
Whip up the bowl again (Ski)
Trapping out loads (Plutoski)
Sipping on dope again (Ski)
I’m back in that mode (Plutoski)
Told all the dogs, “Work the other one” (Ski)
We got another one (Plutoski)
Filipino or Korean
I don’t even know even know what she is
I just been tagging ’em in
Riding with Satan again (Plutoski)
I throw the magazine in
Streets turn a boy to a man
We going dark, it’s nasty
Use the lil’ blogs to gas me

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh, oh, yeah

Trapping out the trap, oh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I’m flipping out the strap, oh, yeah (For the syrup)
I’m flipping the— oh, yeah
I’m thugging the thug, oh, yeah
I’m thugging again, oh, yeah
I’m blessing, I’m bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m flipping, I’m flipping, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh, oh, yeah
Trapping out the trap, oh, yeah
I’m flipping out the strap, oh, yeah
I’m flipping the— oh, yeah
I’m thugging the thug, oh, yeah
I’m thugging again, oh, yeah
I’m blessing, I’m bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m flipping, I’m flipping, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Veres 2]
Rapping and robbing again
Streets turned a boy to a millionaire, drinking on lean again
I don’t even know what she is
Filipino or Korean
Send out the lo’ and I’m pulling up, I got it on me again
Six in the morning again
Hogging the road in the Benz
I’m on my way to the tail
She tangling up with her friend
I’m tangling up with ’em too
I’m doing what a rich n!gga do
I throw a party inside my crib
I’m throwing a Ferrari inside my ears

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh, oh, yeah
Trapping out the trap, oh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I’m flipping out the strap, oh, yeah (For the syrup)
I’m flipping the— oh, yeah
I’m thugging the thug, oh, yeah
I’m thugging again, oh, yeah
I’m blessing, I’m bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m flipping, I’m flipping, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh, oh, yeah
Trapping out the trap, oh, yeah
I’m flipping out the strap, oh, yeah
I’m flipping the— oh, yeah
I’m thugging the thug, oh, yeah
I’m thugging again, oh, yeah
I’m blessing, I’m bless, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m flipping, I’m flipping, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah