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Pluto Taught Me
950
Hip-Hop/Rap
Pluto Taught Me was released on December 12, 2025 by THE LUNCH CREW COMPANY LLC / M I N E Entertainment as a part of the album Olympic Shit Talking
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Release DateDecember 12, 2025
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM94

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bfb Da Packman
Bfb Da Packman
Vocals
Rio Da Yung OG
Rio Da Yung OG
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bfb Da Packman
Bfb Da Packman
Composer
Rio Da Yung OG
Rio Da Yung OG
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Energy
Energy
Producer
Aaron A Redd
Aaron A Redd
Mixing Engineer
Cicci Covera
Cicci Covera
Recording Engineer
Angelo Ferraro
Angelo Ferraro
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
Ooh
This like some
Neptunes shit, some Pharrell shit, but look, though
Look, y'ello, look
[Verse 1]
GLE 63 look like a turtle shell
I want an ugly bestie, can't be cute 'cause I know myself
Give a bitch some raw meat like a bogus chef
One deep, droppin' pounds off on Bouldercrest
I really know Lou Grams, I'm a fly shifter
Cheat on my bitch, get caught, then I cry with her
I can't see the competition, I'm a blind ****
Ugly, I was broke, now I'm rich, I'm a fine ****
Six-point-four supercharger hemi got a whine in it
Unity, I fuck with the fours and the five ****
It's Thanksgiving, brodie bought a couple pies with him
**** pulled out some green lean, that's a vibe killer
We'll ban a ****
DJ Drama lifestyle, I keep a cannon with me
She a cougar now, I still wanna fuck Havana Ginger
Baby left blood on my lap, I had to slam a stripper
R.I.P. Jalen Cox, goddamn, I miss him
Kenesha stay on my mind like an aneurysm
Good business got me rich, I don't be scammin' ****
Got a pint of Act' I never drunk, I'm dirty dancing with it
****, Pluto taught me
It's codeine in my cup, I don't do the coffee
Baby, I can't eat your alfredo if the noodles soggy
She know I'm up dog shit, she tryna get the doo-doo off me
Enrgy, pause that beat, I don't stink, though
This rap shit got us rich, we used to slang dope
****, all my bitches got money, I'm a great coach
Give a fuck if we in church, I got that ratchet, I just can't go
Brrr, you better duck
Already got a good bitch, I want a better slut
You belong in jail, you put lean in a 7-Up
The hoes leave with us, we treat the E-lade like a shuttle bus, on God
[Verse 2]
Hold on, 7-Ups cool
We used to take Hi-Tech and pour up twos in small 7-Ups
The **** got hit with a button seven times from the belly up
Is that a belly button?
Yes, I got snatched by the feds, but I ain't tell 'em nothin'
Don't believe them blog pages
They was postin' bullshit, but they all hatin'
I'll shoot some shit right now, I got a ball waitin'
And I'll make the shot
I swear to God, bro, I woke up at 6, drunk an eight 'fore 8 o'clock
That was two hours
I'm so motherfuckin' high, I'm finna overdose, I took two showers
Took a cold shower, then a hot shower
Still can't believe Ju died, I'll die 'bout it
I'll die 'bout him, do that make sense?
I'll die 'bout a dead ****, I'll break shit
I'll face shit, I'll take shit
I got an old-school—
I got a freaky old **** did a thirty, he'll rape shit
My bitch daughter teeth crooked, I just had to pay for braces
My kids ain't gon' grow up like me, I pay for education
Ghost takin' ****' chains, I told him chill, I got a necklace waitin'
Soon as he come home
He in the Genesee County, but we so fuckin' turnt I could come phone
They tried to jump me, I ain't have my gun, I had to run home
I came back, jumped out with the gun and made him run home
Then he ran in the house and we shot it up
I just had to tell my label ten million dollars not enough
We the Gaffle Boyz
I gotta wind the cars down, I hear a tracker noise
Written by: Bfb Da Packman, Rio Da Yung OG
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