Letra
Since you wanna listen to Latto, put that shit on the floor, huh
So much bread up in my pocket, it look like Hawaiian rolls
My dawg went in the same way he came out, that shit like time froze
Boy, you know that pill wasn't nothin', why the fuck you went and signed those
They like, "MANNY, you need to drop again, what the fuck you doin'?"
Huh, I’m skimmin' through all these fuckin' deals, I don't know which one to choose
Huh, I'm tryna go buy ten more whips and buy my momma a school
Goddamn, this bitch a freak, she walked in the room and asked, "What you wanna do?"
Eatin' on rich **** shrimp fried rice, this not no Beni'
Hell nah, I can't let you in that pot, your ass ain't got no chemistry
Pull out 'Cat, this bitch so fast, I'ma get there in a minute
What you mean? I feel like Day Day, bitch, you know that I'ma spend it on my self
I don't need four, five **** around me, I can do it by myself
Yeah, she bad, but she don't wanna share me, she just want me to herself
It a dub in my right pocket, I don't even know what's on the left
Yeah, you know that shit in there, thirty pokin' out my belt
I don't even wanna pull out my gun, I'll hit a **** ass with a folding chair
Couple years ago, she said you was young, now, she gon' go 'cause I'm older now
I'm so plugged in, even my lows, they got an odor now
I'm so bossed up, all my black trucks give me chauffeurs now
Said you want a couple P's, well, meet me at the airport
I can teach you how to drive a plane, ****, this the Air Force
I can teach you how to up your aim, open your eyes and hit four
Lil bitch say she want Chanel, she ain't even worth a Couture
How the fuck you want a rich ****, but walkin' around this bitch poor?
Lil bitch say she want a Porsche, I wouldn't even buy this bitch a horse
She a nasty one, but she clean, she always do her chores
VV's on, she wanna record me
Country play, get twenty-three bags every week, shit, I'ma call him Jordan
I can't lie, this bitch got good ass head, but damn, she annoyin'
I'ma call my car Tiger, goddamn, this bitch just roarin'
I never knew I was your idol, you just told me, now I'm knowin'
So much cash up in the safe, Ma Dukes said, "You ain't gotta show it"
Lil **** came up out the dirt, I think I'm the voice
It's like twenty flavors up in this bitch, he got 'em from the source
Written by: FBLMANNY
