Latto Cheerleader Lyrics

[Intro]
(Freak, freak, freak, freak), ooh Bankhead got them 808s
RTJ, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Ho-ass nigga, he ain't nothin' but a cheerleader
In the hood, doin' donuts in a two-seater (Skrrt)
No pat down in the club with like two heaters
Take a nigga soul, I'm the motherf*ckin' Grim Reaper

[Chorus]
Ain't goin' back and forth with that little-bitty bitch (What?)
Know they call me Big Latto, so I pop big shit (Big shit)
Get her knocked out, checkin' hoes off the hit list (Pow)
Thirty bitches deep and they all with the shits (Brr)
Bitch, little-bitty bitch (Yeah, yeah, p*ssy)
Put that lil' money up, lil' nigga, that ain't shit (That ain't shit)
Yeah, bitch (Brr), little-bitty bitch (Little-bitty bitch, p*ssy)
Know some lil' ho that got pressure but ain't did shit (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ain't did shit, ain't did shit)

[Verse 1]
Ain't did shit, won't do shit, ain't on shit (Nah)
These bitches be hatin' so I ride with the stick (Pow)
Latto so fine, make him lie to his bitch (Uhh)
Groupie-ass ho, they be all in the mix (What?)
Stiff-ass booty, need to get shit fixed (Ew)
Scary-ass hoes, y'all make me sick (What?)
I ain't runnin' from no smoke, bitch, it is what it is (Buck, buck, buck)
Bitch, I ain't come here to talk (Talk)
Cut all the cappin', we know that you soft (Uh-huh)
Lame-ass ho, you ain't seen what I saw (Yuh)
I don't do the talkin', you know what I'm 'bout (Yuh, yuh, uh-huh)
It's a hot girl summer so I'm ridin' with the heater (Ah)
Hot-headed bitch like I stay with a fever (Woo)
Stay out my business, you work for them people (Yeah)
Big Latto, bitch, I'm the pope and the preacher (Real talk)

[Pre-Chorus]
Ho-ass nigga, he ain't nothin' but a cheerleader
In the hood, doin' donuts in a two-seater (Skrrt)
No pat down in the club with like two heaters
Take a nigga soul, I'm the motherf*ckin' Grim Reaper

[Chorus]
Ain't goin' back and forth with that little-bitty bitch (What?) Know they call me Big Latto, so I pop big shit (Big shit)
Get her knocked out, checkin' hoes off the hit list (Pow)
Thirty bitches deep and they all with the shits (Brr)
Bitch, little-bitty bitch (Yeah, yeah, p*ssy)
Put that lil' money up, lil' nigga, that ain't shit (That ain't shit)
Yeah, bitch (Brr), little-bitty bitch (Little-bitty bitch, p*ssy)
Know some lil' ho that got pressure but ain't did shit (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ain't did shit, ain't did shit)

[Verse 2]
Bald head stupid-ass ho
Heard she a freak, put this pole down her throat (Pow)
f*ckin' rich nigga, but your ass still broke
So why in the f*ck is you f*cking 'em for? (What?)
Ain't never danced, but I play with that pole (Uh-huh)
Play with Big Latto, they wiping your nose
Stay true to the game, I stick to the code
Ain't squashin' no beef, we settle the score
Always on go, I stay ready (Yeah)
Can't f*ck with bitches, these bitches be petty
When I'm in that AMG talkin' that, catch me (Ooh)
I let it spray on a bitch like R. Kelly (Brr)
Latto a freak in the sheets (Woo)
Latto go ape in the streets (Woo)
Lil' mama swear we got beef
Don't even know that ho but lil' shawty know me, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Ho-ass nigga, he ain't nothin' but a cheerleader
In the hood, doin' donuts in a two-seater (Skrrt)
No pat down in the club with like two heaters
Take a nigga soul, I'm the motherf*ckin' Grim Reaper

[Chorus]
Ain't goin' back and forth with that little-bitty bitch (What?)
Know they call me Big Latto, so I pop big shit (Big shit)
Get her knocked out, checkin' hoes off the hit list (Pow)
Thirty bitches deep and they all with the shits (Brr)
Bitch, little-bitty bitch (Yeah, yeah, p*ssy)
Put that lil' money up, lil' nigga, that ain't shit (That ain't shit)
Yeah, bitch (Brr), little-bitty bitch (Little-bitty bitch, p*ssy)
Know some lil' ho that got pressure but ain't did shit (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ain't did shit, ain't did shit)