Tha Fuck
Latto
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Whussup? Whussup? Uh-huh Big Latto Hey, I'll slap the-, uh (Earl on the beat) (OG Parker) I'll slap the f*ck out lil' shawty, keep callin' my phone Checkin' me 'bout a nigga (hello?) Ain't goin 'back and forth with you when my bag is bigger The f*ck wrong witcha? Drop the bag on yo' head, they comin' to get ya Just copped the new Birkin bag just came with a pistol I'll slap the f*ck out of one of these punk-ass niggas I don't play 'bout my money Nah, I can't walk in without it Plus I need the back end, all blue hunnids Drop the bag on your head, they comin' to get ya (No) don't want your nigga, lil' baby, his pockets too little Walk in the club and I f*ck it up I don't talk much, I just run it up Know they call me back end Latto I did three shows one night, sum it up Got these rap hoes tryna keep up Ran down on 'em, made 'em give it up Shawty if it's smoke, lemme know what's up All you had to do was just speak up I'll slap the f*ck out a ho like a Mack Latto don't play 'bout that bag, and that's facts Three black trucks, back to back Don't need security, shooters ridin' in the back These bitches wack, keep the shit a stack Just came for the racks, I ain't come here to chat Like a quarterback, I run with that sack Don't get attached, 'cause this ain't that I'll slap the f*ck out lil' shawty, keep callin' my phone Checkin' me 'bout a nigga (hello?) Ain't goin 'back and forth with you when my bag is bigger The f*ck wrong witcha? Drop the bag on yo' head, they comin' to get ya Just copped the new Birkin bag it came with a pistol I'll slap the f*ck out of one of these punk-ass niggas I don't play 'bout my money Nah, I can't walk in without it Plus I need the back end, all blue hunnids Drop the bag on your head, they comin' to get ya (No) don't want your nigga, lil' baby, his pockets too little I'll slap the f*ck out lil' shawty, keep callin' my phone Checkin' me 'bout a nigga (hello?) Ain't goin 'back and forth with you when my bag is bigger The f*ck wrong witcha? Drop the bag on yo' head, they comin' to get ya Just copped the new Birkin bag it came with a pistol I'll slap the f*ck out of one of these punk-ass niggas I don't play 'bout my money (Earl on the beat) (OG Parker) Drop the bag on yo' head, they comin' to get ya
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Written by: Alyssa Michelle Stephens, Isaac Bynum, Joshua Parker
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