Yeah, she poppin´ that shit like she sell Percs Brand new Chanel purse Big Latto just pulled up in Hellcats
But I went through Hell first Walk out the bank with some big racks Might hop in the Lamb, skrrt I came from the bottom, the Southside Now when I pull up they mouths wide Free all my niggas that´s inside I´m with the robbers and killers, we outside All this pussy ain´t average Come and flood me with them karats (Ice) VVS all on my ring This ain´t come from Jerry´s (Yeah, yeah) I´m a freak and a half When I´m out in these streets, I´m a savage (Yeah)
Latto (Yeah) He lucky if he hit the Latto These niggas be starin´, I pull up McLaren
I´m swervin´ and dodgin´ these pot holes (Skrrt) These hoes think it´s sweet, but I´m keepin´ the peace You know that them killers on my go (Buck) I ain´t squashin´ no beef, I come from the streets I can´t go back and forth with no thot ho, yeah Latto (Latto) He lucky if he hit the Latto (Latto) These niggas be starin´, I pull up McLaren (Uh-uh) I´m swervin´ and dodgin´ these pot holes (Skrrt) These hoes think it´s sweet, but I´m keepin´ the peace You know that them killers on my go (Buck, buck, buck, buck) I ain´t squashin´ no beef, I come from the streets (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I can´t go back and forth with no thot ho (Hell nah), yeah
Bitch, I go ape in the booth Amber Rose take the top off the coupe (Skrrt) Hold the stick, damn, bitch, make a move (Buck) Baby Latto make the news (Yeah, yeah) Ooh, pussy wet, don´t need no lube (Yeah, yeah) Ooh, he jump in it like the pool (Pool) Been had that bag when y´all was rockin´ Trues You ain´t no gangsta, got bullied in school (Haa) Latto (Latto) Twenty floors up on the top floor (Nyoom) I know they gon´ feel me Low-key worth a milli´ but still eatin´ ten piece combos (What?) I´m with your nigga in Cabo (Yeah) I make it clap, he say bravo (Yeah)
You bitches is cap, this shit in my blood My papa was potnas with Pablo (On God)
Don´t fuckin´ play with me (Yeah) Shit get Jurassic (Clayco) Don´t play the Latto (Don´t play with her), haha Nah, for real (Nah, for real), yeah (Yeah) And I´m really like that for real, by the way (Straight up) Like that, like that And I don´t give a damn what you do, but don´t play the Latto
Latto (Yeah) He lucky if he hit the Latto These niggas be starin´, I pull up McLaren I´m swervin´ and dodgin´ these pot holes (Skrrt) These hoes think it´s sweet, but I´m keepin´ the peace
You know that them killers on my go (Buck) I ain´t squashin´ no beef, I come from the streets I can´t go back and forth with no thot ho (Hell nah), yeah