[Verse]
Yeah, they call me back in, 'Latto, three shows, one night
Bitch, I'm too rich to fight, your head ain't nothin' but a price
I don't got a type, long his bag bigger than mine
N***a, I'm spoiled 'cause my folks and them was movin' that white
You might see me out with one of my n***as in public
I ain't trippin', he ain't hit it, can't name one that I'm fuckin'
You know 'Latto lowkey, I'm a young OG
You can't play a player, real P-I-M-P
I seen my ex the other day, that n***a started to cry
I see these bitches sneak dissin', they know better to try
'Cause like a checked bag we ain't lettin' that shit fly
Big 'Latto got 'em big mad and you see why
I'm pimpin' n***as like Chyna, pussy all on his lineup
Four, five different designers, they all like, "I should've signed her"
Can't keep up but they tryna
Bitch, you played like a vinyl
When he ask, "Is this pussy mine?", I told him, "Kinda"