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letra de kenny front st* - latto

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[intro]
big latto, the biggest (yeah)
haha, look, yuh

[verse 1]
i just copped a new crib and ian even post it (on god)
checks still coming in the mail to my old sh-t
how these b-tches call they self “big” and ain’t sold sh-t? (what?)
‘fore i even had a chain hoe, i been a cold b-tch (yuh)
ian into the chit-chat, get a b-tch wacked (boo)
bottega boots with the rick hat, i mix-match (yeah)
bentley seats when i sit back, the b-tch back (skrrt)
i’ll forgive a cheating n-gga just to get some get back (haha)
pricey, b-tches ain’t like me (yeah)
atlanta to the grammy parties, yup, in my white tee (yeah)
i could do the louboutin, i rather do the nikes (yeah)
b-tch too bad to let a n-gga one night me (h-ll no)
ap buss (buss), please don’t touch me (nah)
keep ’em out my business, keep my n-gga onna hush (hush)
imma let these b-tches finish but they knowing who the biggest (yeah)
only way i’m disappearing (what?) if you gave ’em three wishes (haha, on god)
[chorus]
latto got the engine, where the truck be? (girl, yuh)
b-tches talking sh-t but won’t touch me? (h-ll no, yuh)
latto bouta put ’em on front street? (woo, yuh)
i’m done playing with these b-tches, i done told ya, i’m the biggest (biggest)
latto got the engine, where the truck be? (latto, yuh)
i can’t let a p-ssy hoe punk me (h-ll no, no)
latto bouta put ’em on front street? (yeah, yup)
i’m done playing with these b-tches (yeah), i done told ya, i’m the realest

[verse 2]
fisrt b-tch step up getting stepped on (yeah)
latto got a b-tch record deal on my left arm (ice)
imma get a b-tch gone thinking she gone check sumn (brr)
a sneaker ain’t the only thing that latto put a check on (on god)
racks on yo head
you know, i’m with the bullsh-t (yeah)
caviar and ramon noodles cause i’m hood rich (rich)
keep it on me, treat the birkin like a toolkit (boo)
and that’s gospel like i’m rapping from the pool pit (haha)
b-tches f-cking with me, that’s little to none (ey)
got ’em begging for a break, ian giving ’em one (h-ll no)
they ain’t gone do sh-t (what?)
million dollar meetings at the ruth chris (yeah)
tryna run from it but the truth is– (latto, yeah)
[chorus]
latto got the engine, where the truck be? (girl, yuh)
b-tches talking sh-t but won’t touch me? (h-ll no, yuh)
latto bouta put ’em on front street? (woo, yuh)
i’m done playing with these b-tches, i done told ya, i’m the biggest (biggest)
latto got the engine, where the truck be? (latto, yuh)
i can’t let a p-ssy hoe punk me (h-ll no, no)
latto bouta put ’em on front street? (yeah, yup)
i’m done playing with these b-tches (yeah), i done told ya, i’m the realest (told ya, i’m the realest)

[outro]
yup, yup

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