LYRIC
[Intro: Future]
We get money and the brand new Pradas
I can’t front ’cause niggas be ballin’
I got the bando jumpin’ like Spalding
Get your head up or get sliced in the face
Ain’t no love for no nigga who hate
I got the hood on lock, it’s laced
Ain’t no witnesses, ain’t no traces
Pluto
[Verse 1: Headie One]
Yo, hear no evil, see no evil (Turn, turn)
Lil’ bro done a drill while I was in Dubai eatin’ seafood (Turn, turn, turn, turn, woo, turn, ayy)
With that black pump, no diesel (Ay)
Unlimited pistols but that shotgun cheap and cheerful (Told me turn)
My hitters tryna do it like Beanie Sigel
Get down or lay it down (Bow, bow)
Get down or lay it down
Our smoke and thеirs ain’t got the same sound (Suh-suh-suh suh)
On the bando floor, thеre’s needles (Suh, suh)
Put a wire and strip in your mouth (Suh-suh-suh suh, suh)
Never can we sleep on a L on friends
But now we’re just throwin’ L’s down
Our hustle was the way of livin’
They ain’t see the vision, Ray Charles, Ray Charles (Ayy)
All we know is playin’ foul
Money, respect, and power (Told me turn)
Opp boy still tryna chase that clout (Turn, turn)
But we fill the air with gunpowder (Told me turn, ayy)
Bad B come to the Nizz (Told me turn)
Arse up, face down, she in love with the flick (Told me turn, ayy)
Chandelier just wet, lookin’ like I let her come on my wrist
All the times that I whipped
I left residue on the sink (One)
All the times that I lost that smoke
I had the feds tryna sort for my prints (Ah, ah)
When I think it’s “run those”
When I rise, I’m not brushin’ my teeth (Turn)
I run up those dreams, still holdin’ my heart (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
Still holdin’ my soul, I got it in ink, yeah
[Verse 2: Future & Headie One]
Hear no evil, see no evil
On the bando’s floor was needles
We do numbers like we Beatles
I go bonkers swervin’ the Beamer
They wanna bite my drip, mosquito
Rockin’ vintage by Moschino
Walk into Chanel and spent a kilo
Got my magazine like Benzino
Breakin’ up bank three days like CeeLo
Makin’ a movie, Al Pacino
Split your throat, it’s like a free throw
Hop in a ghost with a bag, your P.O.
Hoppin’ in Paris like I’m mobbin’ in Rio
They can’t compare me, I’m livin’ la vida
Wrappin’ up bail, I’m like a burrito
Talk on the head, tryna get my C notes (Turn, turn)
[Chorus: Headie One]
Hear no evil, see no evil
Told shawty, “I be home in twenty-eight days”
I thought it was a standard recall
We come out illegal, now we just come out in Dior
Can’t see us come out with rebels, G17 is a free-throw
We gotta look out for the peoples
My life’s like a movie, one car’s less like the sequel
I feel ever-critical, givin’ advice to the juvies
Five lanes in DXB Dubai
I ridin’ around like I’m new to this
I know these VVS’ A Jewellers
[Verse 3: Headie One]
Lasers in the night, red light
And the door goes off, I know it’s Trident (Suh, suh)
Leave me alone, I don’t know who skied it (Suh, suh)
The phone’s not mine, I don’t know them clients (Suh, suh, suh, suh)
You was typin’, we would fly them (Turn)
You was hidin’, we was glidin’ (Turn, turn)
Off that safety hatch and line him (Turn, turn)
Pebbles spread, coronavirus (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
Scoreboard done whitewashed (One)
Swear all the opps dem minused
Finders keepers, but we can’t find them
Done an extra mile on E like Cyrus (S-S-Suh)
Done it on 22, done it on Niners
Would’ve been Ida, but they ain’t out ‘ere
Crashed on NP when it weren’t empty
Them man just pissed ‘cah they wanna be like us (Ah)
Look at the timepieces, timeless (Turn)
Look at the nozzles, silent (Turn, turn)
Lifestyle flicky, step with a blikky, out ‘ere it’s violent (Turn, turn, told me turn, ayy)
Hold one in the safehouse, bad B sittin’ all pretty (Chale)
Hear no evil, see no evil, she wan’ a bad boy like Diddy (My name)
[Verse 4: Future]
My lifestyle, look at the flick of the wrist
The hood gettin’ hot when you’re flippin’ the brick
Forty-one points, VVS on swish
Livin’ this life in the cameras and lights
Hell of a life when you covered in ice
Had the hot boys, I can get precise
Takin’ her down on a private flight, yeah
Money and power, cocaine, gunpowder
Money and power, cocaine, gunpowder
Money and power, cocaine, gunpowder
Money and power, cocaine, gunpowder
[Chorus: Headie One]
Hear no evil, see no evil
Told shawty, “I be home in twenty-eight days”
I thought it was a standard recall
We come out illegal, now we just come out in Dior
Can’t see us come out with rebels, G17 is a free-throw
We gotta look out for the peoples
My life’s like a movie, one car’s less like the sequel
I feel ever-critical, givin’ advice to the juvies
Five lanes in DXB Dubai
I ridin’ around like I’m new to this
I know these VVS’ A Jewellers
[Outro: Future]
Rasta boy, my [?] full, bomboclaat, slice the throat
Rasta boy, my [?] full, bomboclaat, slice the throat
Money and power, cocaine, gunpowder
Money and power, cocaine, gunpowder
Money and power, cocaine, gunpowder
Money and power, cocaine, gunpowder
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