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Latto
Hip-Hop/Rap
Latto was released on July 18, 2025 by SYN as a part of the album DarkMare
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Release DateJuly 18, 2025
LabelSYN
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM137

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Diexy
Diexy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Diego Flores
Diego Flores
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Diexy
Diexy
Engineer

Lyrics

And I'm with a new bitch, goddamn, she a model
And she ain't a groupie 'cause that bitch got sorrow
And I'm with this new hoe, we out popping bottles
We came from the club, now we back in a condo
She ride like a Benz, she ain't missing a model
My neck on froze, bitch
And my wrist like a lotto
I fuck that bitch, now she acting like Latto
Flexing these checks, that's what I got a lot of
I don't want you tonight, tell you come back tomorrow
I been living too fast, I don't care 'bout tomorrow
She ain't posting no flicks, but she move like a model
They been hearing my voice like it came from the Bible
Huh, yeah, okay
It's money, then women, then cars
She fucking with me, I go hard
I don't talk to nobody, I talk to the stars
I've been smoking exotic while I'm driving this car
And I'm up in these hills, they don't know who you are
I been speaking in code while I'm swiping these cards
She been inside my car, now she calling it "ours"
Yeah, uh-huh
That shit was love, now I don't know
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
You moving bad, so I don't know
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
I ran it up, my chain on froze
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
That bitch, she bad, but she gotta go
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Was running my cash up all night
I stayed up making these songs
I ran up a check, but y'all sleeping on mine
I ran up, I've been going strong
This lean in my system, these stars on my mind
These hoes, they been doing me wrong
I'm lost in the moment, but still on my grind
She knows I'm a problem, I'm one of a kind
I'm way out of reach, I don't follow no signs
I move like a boss, all my numbers aligned
This swag on my body, it came with a fine
These hundreds so blue, yeah, they look like the sky
My life like a wave, I just follow this tide
I'm dreaming in fashion, my thoughts in design
My car speaking tongues when I put it in drive
Oh yeah, this fashion, this is all I know
Back then we was down bad, I said, "I know, I know"
And now my wrist so froze
When I lift it, it glows
I turn this pain into profit
Now this bankroll roll
And I'm with a new bitch, goddamn, she a model
And she ain't a groupie 'cause that bitch got sorrow
And I'm with this new hoe, we out popping bottles
We came from the club, now we back in a condo
She ride like a Benz, she ain't missing a model
My neck on froze, bitch
And my wrist like a lotto
I fuck that bitch, now she acting like Latto
Flexing these checks, that's what I got a lot of
I don't want you tonight, tell you come back tomorrow
I been living too fast, I don't care 'bout tomorrow
She ain't posting no flicks, but she move like a model
They been hearing my voice like it came from the Bible
Huh, yeah, okay
It's money, then women, then cars
She fucking with me, I go hard
I don't talk to nobody, I talk to the stars
Written by: Diego Flores
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