(Kutta, cut that shit up, man)
Go
Fine as can be (fine)
You can come f*ck with a rich nigga, please (please)
Fine as can be, Miami beach (beach)
Spendin' these racks, I can never be cheap (racks)
Get you a passport, goin' to Greece (go)
Throwin' it backwards, you on your knees (woo)
Put you in fashion, Margiela fleek (woo)
Bought you an Aston, needed some speed (skrrt)
Watery, that shit a puddle, a puddle
I had to go tell all my brothers
We out in public in Bottega Puffers
Nobody can f*ck with us, double the trouble
Told me she like when I hit 'cause I'm never gon' quit
I can go in and triple up, double
I like me a bitch out the gutter (uh-huh)
I like me a bitch that can hustle (uh-huh)
I light up her wrist, had to bust her
She wanna pop a G6 with me (go)
Then, I bought her a G63 (skrrt)
Then, I had gave her the recipe (woo)
Look at her now, she the best of me (best)
Wondering why she obsessed with me? (Sexy)
These niggas don't get as fresh as me (nah)
Bought her the Tiffany, Patek Phillipe (go)
Just like a baby, I rock her to sleep
Take the bitch to France, make her diamonds dance
She done seen the Lamb', takin' off her pants
This a hundred bands, no, it's not a scam
This is Marni Bucket, and, it's made of lamb (Marni)
No, I wasn't lucky, I was in a jam
Man, I came from nothin', I was servin' pounds
I been gettin' money, I can run the town
Baby girl, you lucky, I can spend it now (woo)
The Audemars that you got on, it cost me a hundred (Audemars)
She love all my songs, my money is grown
She told me to keep it a hundred (hundred)
Got cuts in my thumb, the money cologne
Make all these lil' bitches come runnin' (go)
Go get a bag, I'm not like them niggas you had, they run outta money
Fine as can be (fine)
You can come f*ck with a rich nigga, please (please)
Fine as can be, Miami beach (beach)
Spendin' these racks, I can never be cheap (racks)
Get you a passport, goin' to Greece (go)
Throwin' it backwards, you on your knees (woo)
Put you in fashion, Margiela fleek (woo)
Bought you the Aston, needed some speed (skrrt)
Watery that shit a puddle, a puddle
I had to go tell all my brothers
We out in public in Bottega Puffers
Nobody can f*ck with us, double the trouble
Told me she like when I hit 'cause I'm never gon' quit
I can go in and triple up, double
I like me a bitch out the gutter (uh-huh)
I like me a bitch that can hustle (uh-huh, Big Latto)
(Yeah) I light up her wrist, had to bust her
Bitch from the gutter, pussy feel like butter
Paint his face, eat it like it's last supper
Always strapped, but we don't ever use a rubber
New York nigga tryna make me meet his mother
(Grrt) choppa got a stutter
(Skrrt) in the 'Cat burnin' rubber
Hit the lotto, how the nigga doin' numbers
Let it blow, pop, never been a sucka
I got that WAP like Cardi B (haha)
Swing first, I don't do arguin' (phew)
They say, "Latto be spittin'," if you ask my nigga, he say I be swallowin' (uh)
Double whatever they offer me (yeah)
Buyin' Chanels is comedy
I already bought me every color Birkin
Now, I want the stocks and properties
That nigga a munch
Yo' bookin' fee, ate it for lunch
I don't do backends, need it up front (grrt)
I'm big dawg, you bitches is runts
Don't pull wigs, don't pull stunts
I pull triggers and I pull blunts (grrt)
I pull cars like it's Tonk
Bitch, you couldn't top me in the bunk (ha)
Fine as can be (fine)
You can come f*ck with a rich nigga, please (please)
Fine as can be, Miami beach (beach)
Spendin' these racks, I can never be cheap (racks)
Get you a passport, goin' to Greece (go)
Throwin' it backwards, you on your knees (woo)
Put you in fashion, Margiela fleek (woo)
Bought you the Aston, needed some speed (skrrt)
Watery that shit a puddle, a puddle
I had to go tell all my brothers
We out in public in Bottega Puffers
Nobody can f*ck with us, double the trouble
Told me she like when I hit 'cause I'm never gon' quit
I can go in and triple up, double
I like me a bitch out the gutter (uh-huh)
I like me a bitch that can hustle (uh-huh)
I light up her wrist, had to bust her
Latto (haha)
Fine as could be, hard to get, even harder to keep
On God, ask your nigga