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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 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 SongtexteI 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 Aus Songtexte Mania