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Pluto Video (MV)




Performed By: BRM Honcho
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Charles Ferguson




BRM Honcho - Pluto Lyrics




I've been ballin' on a broke, bitch
She keep on beggin' on some broke shit
I can make it disappear, no hocus pocus
I can get Pedro to send it across the Ocean

She wanna bite, and she bad
Want me to smack her on her ass,
She think I'm green she want me spend all of my cash
She say I'm so exciting
All my diamonds blinding
Bro cook it up, I rap, I feel like Nav its perfect timing

VVS my dime she see the wrist, she blindin
This a push and start it, you don't need a key to drive
Pitching me and you, we overseas, we on the island
I got rich with Trump, so why the f*ck I vote for Biden

It's a Bentley, not a Ash, Richard Milley, why you ask
I just f*ck her and forget her, don't know her name, I think it's Ashely
250 on the dash, we switching lanes, we driving fast
Hop up in that Phantom, ain't go ghost feel like I'm cash

I pull up right to the bank
I do shit these niggas can't
I pull up on a nigga's block, we dropping bombs just like a tank
I know he ain't got no rank, jump in cars like we was Blake
Where I'm from, know it ain't safe, you either eat or you get ate
You ain't got racks, you in the way

I've been ballin' on a broke, bitch
She keep on beggin' on some broke shit
I can make it disappear, no hocus pocus
I can get Pedro to send it across the Ocean

She wanna bite, and she bad
Want me to smack her on her ass,
She think I'm green she want me spend all of my cash
She say I'm so exciting
All my diamonds blinding
Bro cook it up, I rap, I feel like Nav its perfect timing

Comar shirt I'm styling, Pop star Billy Ivy
Double life like I'm Cryus sick of hoes like viruses
I'm too high, bitch, I'm livin' like a pint
Patch up on my iron, spend this block just like a pint
I think we hit his guy, I think we spin , I heard them sirens
On the block, bitch, I'm that guy, I'm everywhere, bitch I am wireless

She just wanna f*ck, cause I'm a young nigga with monyun
Make a freaky bitch, eat up the dick, she swallowed all my son sons
She smoke my niggas, bro, don't say you smoke if you don't want nun
Don't be bluffin' on the net like you a threat, bitch, you ain't done, nah
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I've been ballin' on a broke, bitch
She keep on beggin' on some broke shit
I can make it disappear, no hocus pocus
I can get Pedro to send it across the Ocean

She wanna bite, and she bad
Want me to smack her on her ass,
She think I'm green she want me spend all of my cash
She say I'm so exciting
All my diamonds blinding
Bro cook it up, I rap, I feel like Nav its perfect timing

VVS my dime she see the wrist, she blindin
This a push and start it, you don't need a key to drive
Pitching me and you, we overseas, we on the island
I got rich with Trump, so why the f*ck I vote for Biden

It's a Bentley, not a Ash, Richard Milley, why you ask
I just f*ck her and forget her, don't know her name, I think it's Ashely
250 on the dash, we switching lanes, we driving fast
Hop up in that Phantom, ain't go ghost feel like I'm cash

I pull up right to the bank
I do shit these niggas can't
I pull up on a nigga's block, we dropping bombs just like a tank
I know he ain't got no rank, jump in cars like we was Blake
Where I'm from, know it ain't safe, you either eat or you get ate
You ain't got racks, you in the way

I've been ballin' on a broke, bitch
She keep on beggin' on some broke shit
I can make it disappear, no hocus pocus
I can get Pedro to send it across the Ocean

She wanna bite, and she bad
Want me to smack her on her ass,
She think I'm green she want me spend all of my cash
She say I'm so exciting
All my diamonds blinding
Bro cook it up, I rap, I feel like Nav its perfect timing

Comar shirt I'm styling, Pop star Billy Ivy
Double life like I'm Cryus sick of hoes like viruses
I'm too high, bitch, I'm livin' like a pint
Patch up on my iron, spend this block just like a pint
I think we hit his guy, I think we spin , I heard them sirens
On the block, bitch, I'm that guy, I'm everywhere, bitch I am wireless

She just wanna f*ck, cause I'm a young nigga with monyun
Make a freaky bitch, eat up the dick, she swallowed all my son sons
She smoke my niggas, bro, don't say you smoke if you don't want nun
Don't be bluffin' on the net like you a threat, bitch, you ain't done, nah
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Writer: Charles Ferguson
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