Pluto Nuk & Rio Da Yung OG

[Intro]
(Bang that shit)

[Verse 1: Nuk]
The streets'll tell you, me and Ri' been bringing rap back
I've been buying fent', that's how you gamble with a rap check
I tell all my hoes, "Stop playing, go and wrap that"
She ain't really mine if I ain't sat it in her lap yet
It ain't really yours if you ain't set it up and trap that
My young nigga been flying down with birds like DK Metcalf
Yeah, I carry all these lil' niggas, bitch, I backpack them
A hundred rounds, I'll shoot this bitch 'til I get back spasms
I don't sell to poppers, my users smoke Roxies off the foil
While we triple zip soon as we let that pot come to a boil
All that broke shit, that's the type of feelings we avoid
Only love my pape', I put all of my feelings in them 'Droids
How to cop a bag, spread a bag, be important
How to slam a bag, white man, Billy Hoyle
Got a bag, got a haymaker like Oscar De La Hoya
Get the beans from the eastside to Puritan and Coyle

[Chorus: Nuk]
It's a trait to know to move dope
The snakes been playing too close
Yeah, I bang Blood, but I lose sleep over them blue notes
I get high as hell like I'm tryna go to Pluto
I just dropped some Wocky in the glass, it look like Nuvo