Cardi B, Jeezy & Latto Errtime Lyrics

[Intro: Jeezy]
Cardi B, I got you, baby, you already know what it is
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Remix)

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Slow and smooth ass criminal, Teddy P, Easy E
Got that billionaire status, Robert Smith, Gary Vee (Ha-ha)
How you like it? Bad and bougie, Halle Berry, Cardi B (Eow)
Drought seasons, know we cuttin', red alert, Kid Capri (Woah)
Re-up like Alaska, snow mountain, you can ski (Eow)
Ten bricks for a show, damn right, that's the fee, yeah
Lawn chair a nigga, stand right, I never fold
Snowman, bitch, yeah, this shit I say is cold (Woah)
Bitch, lose me, she lost her motherf*cking mind (Mind)
If you ain't in my league, don't waste my motherf*cking time (Okay)
I'm like the black Brad Pitt up on this motherf*cker
No dipaer, I'm the shit up out this motherf*ckеr (Yeah)
Sigarios, we gotta hit up out this motherf*ckеr (Gasoline)
Yeah, we got it lit up out this motherf*cker
Them YNS ain't rockin' with, still snowin' and that's fine (Fine)
These richies, Shorty Red, sure don' do it everytime

[Chorus: Cardi B]
Somebody better get her 'cause she out here lookin' fine
Better pop your shit because I'm out here poppin' mine
The way these diamonds hittin', bitches damn near goin' blind
Look, 'cause Don Julio gon' do the trick every time (Yeah)
Nigga lose me, you know that nigga out his mind
Tell her make a hit, she in the stu' just wastin' time
If I take your nigga, I don't wanna hear no cryin'
'Cause I ain't say shit when hoes was out here f*ckin' mine, huh (Look)

[Verse 2: Cardi B]
Outside grindin', I'ma shine all summer
Bad-ass bitch, I know that every nigga want her
Real fine shit, man, I get it from my mother
I'm a demon, I'll f*ck your opp and f*ck your brother

[Refrain: Cardi B]
Bottle after bottle after bottles in this motherf*cker
All my friends tens, look like models in this motherf*cker Hoes throwin' ass, need some dollars in this motherf*cker
Bad yellow bitch, look like Latto in this motherf*cker

[Chorus: Cardi B]
Somebody better get her 'cause she out here lookin' fine
Better pop your shit because I'm out here poppin' mine
The way these diamonds hittin', bitches damn near goin' blind
Look, 'cause Don Julio gon' do the trick every time (Yeah)
Nigga lose me, you know that nigga out his mind (Yeah)
Tell her make a hit, she in the stu' just wastin' time (Yeah)
If I take your nigga, I don't wanna hear no cryin' (No)
'Cause I ain't say shit when hoes was out here f*ckin' mine, huh

[Verse 3: Latto]
Pop out, brand new body like I'm Cardi in this motherf*cker (Ah)
Bitch, I'm giving belt out like karate in this motherf*cker (Hi-yah!)
Bust it for my man like it's a hobby 'round this motherf*cker (Uh)
Can't be bitches on his dick 'cause I be on this motherf*cker (On God)
G lock on my hip (Hip), I walk around with a switch (Grr)
I know this ho ain't talking shit with broke nigga on her lips (Ew)
Like, how you let a rapper hit that ain't even got no hits?
Man, my thick ass went to Fashion Week, them dresses couldn't even zip (Wow)
Bottle after bottle like somebody in here thirsty (Ah)
Both hands on it like this nigga tryna search me
Big Mama, f*ck the small talk, what's the word, Ski?
I must be the drama, way he drop two-hundred first week

[Refrain: Cardi B & Latto]
Bottle after bottle after bottles in this motherf*cker
All my friends tens, look like models in this motherf*cker
Bitches throwin' ass, need some dollars in this motherf*cker
Bad yellow bitch, look like Latto in this motherf*cker (Yeah, big Latto)

[Outro: Cardi B]
It's the baddest bitch (Bardi)
Brim Reaper (Ya heard?)
Bardi (Haha, ha, brr)
Not your girl