10/10 (feat. HitThaLatto)
It's money on the wayway, so I stay on it I ain't trippin, I made the bed, I'ma lay
On it
She think she rockin' till I charge her like
A Daytona
I'm from where if you broke an ankle, then
You gon' play on it
Like a fat kid don't want the table, ain't no cake on it
Just forfeit the hoe, you ain't able to break
On it
Tell a bitch make like bacon, bitch, and make
Some shake on it
When it was time to step up to the plate
I put some weight on it
I smother all my opponents (yeah)
By keepin' her on the corner (Sit down, bitch)
Bitch, if you can't bring me back the quota (I need everything, bitch)
Then you should play dead and fake a coma (Go to sleep)
She reeks of federal tender, gettin' money on my agenda
Her trap on hot august nights is no different than in December
I took the pimpin and mackin and threw it all in the blender
She ain't comin' with a fee, I'm returnin' her to the Sender
Cuz when I was broke, they act like I was sinnin
Now it's Saint Laurent denim bitch, I'm winnin
Flagrant finish for humble beginnings
How I make a way because, bitch, I'm different
Now that broke shit a wrap because, bitch, I'm gifted
Mind the gap in our paths, I'm increasin' the distance
Shout out all the vegans, I'm chasin' the chicken
Man, this life good ten out of ten would recommend it
How you solid but can't hold water next to me
Askin can we fuck? Like, why you testin' me
See, I want no parts if it's not cheddar cheese
Pussy creamy but don't last long like Leatherby
She say, Latto, what is it that you see in me
I say, the world, bitch, let's bust some moves so you can see
Took a chance for greatness cause it is my destiny
Pop a band and proceed to undress a fee
Tryna learn to make money while my eyes closed
So a bitch who got no hustle, I got no time for
Searchin' for beauty and a brain, then I found yours
That fake shit unnecessary where yo toes
Tryna get a big house with double brown doors
As you can see, bitch, we the duffle-down boys
If you could pay without hoein, you'd be around more
Until then, bitch, you gon' be out of town for sure, for sure
Cuz when I was broke, they act like I was sinnin
Now it's Saint Laurent denim bitch, I'm winnin
Flagrant finish for humble beginnings
How I make a way because, bitch, I'm different
Now that broke shit a wrap because, bitch, I'm gifted
Mind the gap in our paths, I'm increasin' the distance
Shout out all the vegans, I'm chasin' the chicken
Man, this life good ten out of ten would recommend it (You should get in)
On it
She think she rockin' till I charge her like
A Daytona
I'm from where if you broke an ankle, then
You gon' play on it
Like a fat kid don't want the table, ain't no cake on it
Just forfeit the hoe, you ain't able to break
On it
Tell a bitch make like bacon, bitch, and make
Some shake on it
When it was time to step up to the plate
I put some weight on it
I smother all my opponents (yeah)
By keepin' her on the corner (Sit down, bitch)
Bitch, if you can't bring me back the quota (I need everything, bitch)
Then you should play dead and fake a coma (Go to sleep)
She reeks of federal tender, gettin' money on my agenda
Her trap on hot august nights is no different than in December
I took the pimpin and mackin and threw it all in the blender
She ain't comin' with a fee, I'm returnin' her to the Sender
Cuz when I was broke, they act like I was sinnin
Now it's Saint Laurent denim bitch, I'm winnin
Flagrant finish for humble beginnings
How I make a way because, bitch, I'm different
Now that broke shit a wrap because, bitch, I'm gifted
Mind the gap in our paths, I'm increasin' the distance
Shout out all the vegans, I'm chasin' the chicken
Man, this life good ten out of ten would recommend it
How you solid but can't hold water next to me
Askin can we fuck? Like, why you testin' me
See, I want no parts if it's not cheddar cheese
Pussy creamy but don't last long like Leatherby
She say, Latto, what is it that you see in me
I say, the world, bitch, let's bust some moves so you can see
Took a chance for greatness cause it is my destiny
Pop a band and proceed to undress a fee
Tryna learn to make money while my eyes closed
So a bitch who got no hustle, I got no time for
Searchin' for beauty and a brain, then I found yours
That fake shit unnecessary where yo toes
Tryna get a big house with double brown doors
As you can see, bitch, we the duffle-down boys
If you could pay without hoein, you'd be around more
Until then, bitch, you gon' be out of town for sure, for sure
Cuz when I was broke, they act like I was sinnin
Now it's Saint Laurent denim bitch, I'm winnin
Flagrant finish for humble beginnings
How I make a way because, bitch, I'm different
Now that broke shit a wrap because, bitch, I'm gifted
Mind the gap in our paths, I'm increasin' the distance
Shout out all the vegans, I'm chasin' the chicken
Man, this life good ten out of ten would recommend it (You should get in)
Credits
Writer(s): Jared Wyatt, Javan Wyatt
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