Baby Pluto

Am                       G Am
(Welcome to Eternal Atake)
F
(你准备好了吗?)

[Chorus]
Am
I turned to an addict, I bought me a
 Patek
  G                  Am
I bought her a baby one
  Am
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it 
came with two doors
         G
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (For 
sure)
Am
I stay with the baddest, I'm 
countin' the cabbage
         G
While makin' my lady cum (Yeah)
F
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was 
the BRABUS
           G
That's why I be racin' 'em (BRABUS)
Am                                
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had
           G
 to get ready for war
Am                                
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had
            G
 to get ready for war (Go get it)
 Am                                
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had 
            G
to get ready for war (Go get it)
 F
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had 
to get ready for war


[Verse 1]

I got static in my city, who fuckin'
 with me?
  Am                         
Pull up with this 30 and this 
                     G
chopper hold a fifty
          Am                   
Man, I heard that nigga Mickey, 
                   G
that's too risky
             F
Man, we spray his car, spray his 
window, icky, icky

             Am                    
She keep suckin' on my dick, tryna 
                     G
get a hickey, hickey
   Am                            
Girl, I swear that pussy too wet, 
             G
sticky, sticky
 Am                                
I kicked her right out of the front
                 G
 door, I'm picky, picky
               F
Yeah, and every time she go to call 
my phone,
     G
I'm busy, busy (Yeah, yeah, hello, 
hello? Hello?)
   Am                              
I heard it's some niggas that's on 
 G
my head (Brr)
  Am                               
I heard it's some niggas that want 
  G         Am
my bread
  G         F
Oh my God
  F
Y'all niggas better chill before 
y'all all be dead (Oh my God, yeah, 
yeah, yeah)

 Am                             
Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, 
                    G
whole lot of, whole lot of meds
 Am                             
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of 
                          G
clothes, niggas be stealin' my swag 
(Hold up)
 Am                                
Whole lot of, whole lot of 
                  G
emeralds, please tuck your baguettes
 F
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red
 rubies on my neck

 Am
Uzi, it came with a TEC
                   G
The brick, that came with a vet
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  F
I can teach you how to flex (Yes)
                 G
The Draco, it came with a vest
   Am
The condo, it came with a pit (Yeah)
                    G
My new bitch, she came with some 
neck (Yeah)
 F
Man, these boys ain't believe me
  F                            G
Until I pulled up and my neck was on
 squeegee (Woah)

 Am
Man, these boys ain't believe me
                                G
They thought I believed in the devil
 like ouija
 F
Man, these boys ain't believe me
                         G         
A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my
       Am
 beanie (Yeah)

 Am
I swear these boys cannot see me
 Am
That's why I be livin' my life like 
I'm Stevie
  Am
Wake up, Versace my bitch
  Am
I got on that Tisci, I eat 
fettuccine


[Chorus]
 Am
I turned to an addict, I bought me a
 Patek
      G
I bought her a baby one
   F
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it 
came with two doors
                    G
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (Let's
 go)
  Am
I stay with the baddest, I'm 
countin' the cabbage
          G
While makin' my lady cum (Stay with 
the baddest)
   Am
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was 
the BRABUS
           G
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought
 a G-Wagen)
 Am                                
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had 
            G
to get ready for war (Yeah)

I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd
 do it in a Honda Accord (No cap)
  Am                          
I had to count my money on the 
       G
ironing board
 F                              
I just took that bitch shoppin', 
               G          Am
fucked behind the stores


[Verse 2]
 Am                                
I had to get all my niggas off 
              G
bond, I had to get 'em off holding 
(Yeah)
 Am                                
I had to take 12 right on the mile,
                      G
 drive it like my van was stolen 
(Skrrt, skrrt)
 Am
It sing like my birthday, brand new
                   G
'Cause I'm only known just to floor 
it (Brand new)
  F
Yeah, I just know they be watchin' 
it
  F                            G
Yeah, I just, yeah, I just know they
 be watchin' it

 Am
All these hoes love me
 Am                                
I am such a slimy guy, nigga, do 
      G
not trust me
 Am                                
Baby, I'ma bust you way before you 
  G
bust me
  Am                               
You shouldn't have trusted me, 
               G
girl, you got off lucky (Yeah, yeah,
 yeah, yeah)

 Am
If it's beef, don't partake
  Am
No, I do not eat steak (Yeah)
  Am
All I eat is fish plates
        Am
My diamonds so cold, in the freezer,
 my wrist be
 Am
Somewhere in the hills, prolly where
 my bitch stay
 Am
Switchin' my crib and you know I'm 
gon' switch states (Yeah)
 Am
I made a million, yeah, off a 
mixtape
 Am
I made a million, yeah, off a 
mixtape


[Chorus]
  Am
I turned to an addict, I bought me a
 Patek
       G
I bought her a baby one
  F
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it 
came with two doors
       G                     Am
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one

 Am
I stay with the baddest, I'm 
countin' the cabbage
          G
While makin' my lady cum (I stay 
with the baddest)
  Am
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was 
the BRABUS
        G
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought
 a G-Wagen)

    Am                             
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had 
         G
to get ready for war (Yeah)
   F                               
I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, 
                G
I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Woah)
 Am                           
I had to count my money on the 
       G
ironing board (Yeah)
  F                             
I just took that bitch shoppin', 
             G            Am
fucked behind the stores (Store)


[Otro]
 Am           G            F
Fucked behind the stores
 F                                 
You know that I gotta keep it real,
              G             Am
 fucked behind the stores (Sure)
 Am                                
You know that I gotta keep it real,
              G          Am
 fucked behind the stores
 Am                            
Yeah, count up a half a mil' up 
        G
behind the store
 Am                                
Yeah, she gone off that molly like 
                              G
she ain't never take a pill before
 F
You act like you tough like your 
homie ain't ever get killed before