Latto

Yeah

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

Know 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 in the house 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 hoe, 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 hoe (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)

20 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 partners 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 hoe (hell nah), yeah