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Baby Pluto Lyrics
by Lil Uzi Vert
Lyricist: Lil Uzi Vert
21 views • Published on Sep 27, 2026
Baby Pluto Lyrics
(Welcome to Eternal Atake, the dark world)
(你准备好了吗?)
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I bought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (For sure)
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (Yeah)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (BRABUS)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
I got static in my city, who fuckin' with me?
Pull up with this 30 and this chopper hold a fifty
Man, I heard that nigga Mickey, that's too risky
Man, we spray his car, spray his window, icky, icky
She keep suckin' on my dick, tryna get a hickey, hickey
Girl, I swear that pussy too wet, sticky, sticky
I kicked her right out of the front door, I'm picky, picky
Yeah, and every time she go to call my phone, I'm busy, busy (Yeah, yeah, hello, hello? Hello?)
I heard it's some niggas that's on my head (Brr)
I heard it's some niggas that want my bread
Oh my God
Y'all niggas better chill before y'all all be dead (Oh my God, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, whole lot of, whole lot of meds
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of clothes, niggas be stealin' my swag (Hold up)
Whole lot of, whole lot of emeralds, please tuck your baguettes
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red rubies on my neck
Uzi, it came with a TEC
The brick, that came with a vet
I can teach you how to flex (Yes)
The Draco, it came with a vest
The condo, it came with a pit (Yeah)
My new bitch, she came with some neck (Yeah)
Man, these boys ain't believe me
Until I pulled up and my neck was on squeegee (Woah)
Man, these boys ain't believe me
They thought I believed in the devil like ouija
Man, these boys ain't believe me
A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my beanie (Yeah)
I swear these boys cannot see me
That's why I be livin' my life like I'm Stevie
Wake up, Versace my bitch
I got on that Tisci, I eat fettuccine
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (Let's go)
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (Stay with the baddest)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Nah, for real)
I had to count my money on the ironing board
I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores
I had to get all my niggas off bond, I had to get 'em off holding (Yeah)
I had to take 12 right on the mile, drive it like my van was stolen (Skrrt, skrrt)
It sing like my birthday, brand new
'Cause I'm only known just to floor it (Brand new)
Yeah, I just know they be watchin' it
Yeah, I just, yeah, I just know they be watchin' it
All these hoes love me
I am such a slimy guy, nigga, do not trust me
Baby, I'ma bust you way before you bust me
You shouldn't have trusted me, girl, you got off lucky (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If it's beef, don't partake
No, I do not eat steak (Yeah)
All I eat is fish plates
My diamonds so cold, in the freezer, my wrist be
Somewhere in the hills, prolly where my bitch stay
Switchin' my crib and you know I'm gon' switch states (Yeah)
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (I stay with the baddest)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Woah)
I had to count my money on the ironing board (Yeah)
I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores (Store)
Fucked behind the stores
You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores (Sure)
You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores
Yeah, count up a half a mil' up behind the store
Yeah, she gone off that molly like she ain't never take a pill before
You act like you tough like your homie ain't ever get killed before
What the...
Yo, what the fuck was that?
Meaning of Baby Pluto
“Baby Pluto” by Lil Uzi Vert is a dizzying, hyper-stimulated exploration of excess, paranoia, and the intoxicating allure of fleeting pleasure within the warped landscape of Eternal Atake. The song’s central narrative isn't a coherent story but rather a rapid-fire montage of extravagant purchases – Patek Philippe watches, Maybachs, BRABUS G-Wagens – signifying wealth and status achieved through an often dubious means. Uzi meticulously catalogues his acquisitions alongside increasingly frantic boasts about his conquests: multiple sexual partners, copious amounts of drugs and clothing, and even violent fantasies involving weaponry like TECs and Dracos. This isn’t simply a celebration of material success; it's imbued with a palpable sense of anxiety and defensiveness. The constant stream of threats (“Y’all niggas better chill before y’all all be dead”) reveals a deep-seated paranoia, fueled by perceived enemies and the relentless pressure to maintain his lavish lifestyle.
The lyrics drip with a distorted bravado, utilizing jarring shifts in tone – from explicit sexual descriptions to nonsensical boasts about emeralds and rubies – creating an unsettling effect. The repeated references to “static” within his city and the belief that "niggers want my bread" highlight a feeling of isolation and vulnerability beneath the surface of opulent displays. Ultimately, “Baby Pluto” functions as a fragmented portrait of a young artist grappling with immense wealth, dangerous obsessions, and the corrosive effects of a life perpetually chasing validation through excess and violence. It’s a chaotic, almost hallucinatory experience, reflecting Uzi's own turbulent state of mind and his desire to be perceived as untouchable within his self-constructed world.
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