Cheerleader

[Intro]

(Freak, freak, freak, freak), ooh Bankhead got them 808s

RTJ, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]

Ho-ass nigga, he ain't nothin' but a cheerleader

In the hood, doin' donuts in a two-seater (Skrrt)

No pat down in the club with like two heaters

Take a nigga soul, I'm the motherfuckin' Grim Reaper

[Chorus]

Ain't goin' back and forth with that little-bitty bitch (What?)

Know they call me Big Latto, so I pop big shit (Big shit)

Get her knocked out, checkin' hoes off the hit list (Pow)

Thirty bitches deep and they all with the shits (Brr)

Bitch, little-bitty bitch (Yeah, yeah, pussy)

Put that lil' money up, lil' nigga, that ain't shit (That ain't shit)

Yeah, bitch (Brr), little-bitty bitch (Little-bitty bitch, pussy)

Know some lil' ho that got pressure but ain't did shit (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ain't did shit, ain't did shit)

[Verse 1]

Ain't did shit, won't do shit, ain't on shit (Nah)

These bitches be hatin' so I ride with the stick (Pow)

Latto so fine, make him lie to his bitch (Uhh)

Groupie-ass ho, they be all in the mix (What?)

Stiff-ass booty, need to get shit fixed (Ew)

Scary-ass hoes, y'all make me sick (What?)

I ain't runnin' from no smoke, bitch, it is what it is (Buck, buck, buck)

Bitch, I ain't come here to talk (Talk)

Cut all the cappin', we know that you soft (Uh-huh)

Lame-ass ho, you ain't seen what I saw (Yuh)

I don't do the talkin', you know what I'm 'bout (Yuh, yuh, uh-huh)

It's a hot girl summer so I'm ridin' with the heater (Ah)

Hot-headed bitch like I stay with a fever (Woo)

Stay out my business, you work for them people (Yeah)

Big Latto, bitch, I'm the pope and the preacher (Real talk)

[Pre-Chorus]

Ho-ass nigga, he ain't nothin' but a cheerleader

In the hood, doin' donuts in a two-seater (Skrrt)

No pat down in the club with like two heaters

Take a nigga soul, I'm the motherfuckin' Grim Reaper

[Chorus]

Ain't goin' back and forth with that little-bitty bitch (What?)

Know they call me Big Latto, so I pop big shit (Big shit)

Get her knocked out, checkin' hoes off the hit list (Pow)

Thirty bitches deep and they all with the shits (Brr)

Bitch, little-bitty bitch (Yeah, yeah, pussy)

Put that lil' money up, lil' nigga, that ain't shit (That ain't shit)

Yeah, bitch (Brr), little-bitty bitch (Little-bitty bitch, pussy)

Know some lil' ho that got pressure but ain't did shit (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ain't did shit, ain't did shit)

[Verse 2]

Bald head stupid-ass ho

Heard she a freak, put this pole down her throat (Pow)

Fuckin' rich nigga, but your ass still broke

So why in the fuck is you fucking 'em for? (What?)

Ain't never danced, but I play with that pole (Uh-huh)

Play with Big Latto, they wiping your nose

Stay true to the game, I stick to the code

Ain't squashin' no beef, we settle the score

Always on go, I stay ready (Yeah)

Can't fuck with bitches, these bitches be petty

When I'm in that AMG talkin' that, catch me (Ooh)

I let it spray on a bitch like R. Kelly (Brr)

Latto a freak in the sheets (Woo)

Latto go ape in the streets (Woo)

Lil' mama swear we got beef

Don't even know that ho but lil' shawty know me, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]

Ho-ass nigga, he ain't nothin' but a cheerleader

In the hood, doin' donuts in a two-seater (Skrrt)

No pat down in the club with like two heaters

Take a nigga soul, I'm the motherfuckin' Grim Reaper

[Chorus]

Ain't goin' back and forth with that little-bitty bitch (What?)

Know they call me Big Latto, so I pop big shit (Big shit)

Get her knocked out, checkin' hoes off the hit list (Pow)

Thirty bitches deep and they all with the shits (Brr)

Bitch, little-bitty bitch (Yeah, yeah, pussy)

Put that lil' money up, lil' nigga, that ain't shit (That ain't shit)

Yeah, bitch (Brr), little-bitty bitch (Little-bitty bitch, pussy)

Know some lil' ho that got pressure but ain't did shit (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ain't did shit, ain't did shit)