Latto
So y'all ain't gon' give me no competition?
This shit, this shit gettin' too easy
This shit ain't even funny no more, for real
Big Latto (B-B-Bankroll got it)
Gave y'all hoes the chance to win, and what y'all do? Fuck that up
Last time around, they slept on me, I woke 'em up, like, "Bitch, it's up!"
Packed the C. A. P. like Barbie shit, but I don't play with bitches
I'm way too big to speak on petty shit, M. J. said, "Stay on mission"
Got a thousand dollar steak on my plate, that's the only beef I ever get in
I could never fit in, how you comment on shit you'll never be in?
Bitches runnin' they mouth like they got one (ha-ha)
Only category they gon' put me in is the greatest and, bitch, you not one (yeah)
If you a fan, just say it, and go get my shit when I drop somethin'
I got three 7's iced out on my neck (know they hate when I flex)
Queen of the South, bitch, I'ma take my respect
I got three 7's iced out on my neck (know they hate when I flex)
Queen of the South, ain't nothin' but four in the deck, bitch
And I'ma let y'all figure that shit out too
Playin' with me like y'all don't know my body or somethin'
777
The biggest
This shit bigger than big
Colossal Latto
Y'all bitches better off playin' the lotto than playin' with Latto (Latto, Latto)
Who you think set the trend? Now all these bitches follow (follow, follow)
First rap bitch try me, I'ma slap the shit up out her
Heard mo' money, mo' problems, bitch, I know you ain't got 'em
Took the South, put a crown on it
Been runnin' shit, got some miles on it
These hoes washed up, throw a towel on 'em
I get respect when I style on it
I'ma wild on 'em when I heat up
Sittin' on the throne with my feet up
Bitch, say my name and get beat up
On my twelfth Birkin, ho, keep up
Bitches think they're hot, well come show me what that shit hittin' for
That money talk be foreign to hoes and that's for shit sure
The youngest and the richest, I made it known from the get go
To these pussy hoes, I'm Deebo, Big Latto, the big G.O.A.T.
Man, y'all hoes better find y'all someone to play with
I ain't the one and damn sure ain't the two
I ain't got shit left to prove, put a bow on that shit
777
I got three 7's iced out on my neck (know they hate when I flex)
Queen of the South, ain't nothin' but four in the deck, bitch