Cheerleader

Lyrics

[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)