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letra de steppers (og) - latto

[intro: latto]
latto
the biggest, brrt

[chorus: latto]
exotic birkin cost a hundred, i’d die ’bout my fit (yeah)
this a new body, i don’t gotta lie ’bout my sh-t (what?)
redbone, red beam, when i shoot, i don’t miss (brrt)
and my n-gga, he a stepper, he gone die ’bout his b-tch (yeah)
fn in my bottega, i’ll die ’bout my fit (uh)
flawless diamonds, change the climate, n-gga, all my sh-t hit
b-tch, please don’t get me started ’cause you know how i get (b-tch)
and my n-gga, he a stepper, he gone die ’bout his b-tch
[verse 1: latto]
ayy, yeah i’m her (yeah i’m her)
p-ssy pink (what?), likе my vert’ (ah)
clayton county (clayton county), that’s my turf
i get a ho touched likе a perv’ (like a perv’)
.22 in a ’22 that ain’t came out
on the ‘gram, keep it cute ‘fore you die ’bout that clout (b-tch)
i don’t do too much talkin’, b-tches know what i’m ’bout
yeah, i talk big sh-t ’cause my money match my mouth (brrt)
that lil’ ass advance, i coulda signed it (broke ass)
my n-gga a savage and i act just like him (ha)
he gon’ brag ’bout this p-ssy, he know i ain’t got no mileage
we don’t buy them cheap birkin’s no more, that sh-t childish (what the f-ck?)
backend what i came for (all cash)
big bentayga, all paid for (all cash)
shooters in the cut on payroll (brrt)
ho, you can’t name a place that i can’t go

[chorus: latto]
exotic birkin cost a hundred, i’d die ’bout my fit (yeah)
this a new body, i don’t gotta lie ’bout my sh-t (what?)
redbone, red beam, when i shoot, i don’t miss (brrt)
and my n-gga, he a stepper, he gone die ’bout his b-tch (yeah)
fn in my bottega, i’ll die ’bout my fit (uh)
flawless diamonds, change the climate, n-gga, all my sh-t hit
b-tch, please don’t get me started ’cause you know how i get (b-tch)
and my n-gga, he a stepper, he gone die ’bout his b-tch
[verse 2: nardo wick]
and my b-tch know i’m a stepper, i’ma k!ll ’bout my ho
send my b-tch on a opp, she come back with that load (yeah)
bust down my b-tch, cartier white gold
one stroke, two stroke, got her like, “oh, oh”
move hand, go deep, got her like, “oh, no”
she my b-tch and my twin ’cause we both got choked
she my b-tch and my twin ’cause we both gon’ blow
put my guns in her name ’cause she know i can’t get ’em
one drill, she drove, she like, “bae, go get ’em”
put drip on my ho, she gotta walk with a sponge
and her wap drip too, she could start a whole pond
i’m a don, she a don, we some motherf-ckin’ dons
wrap her legs when i nut, tryna make me a daughter
wrap her legs when i nut, she want me to be the father
shoot the club up, shot the club up, top shotta
hahaha

- latto

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