Bitch From da Souf (remix) (feat. Saweetie & Trina)

Latto

Big Latto, big remix
Bankroll Got It
Yeah

I throw that ass back to see if he gon' catch it
I ain't athletic, but it's tennis for the necklace, yeah (Ice, ice)
Aye, where that cash at? I stack it like Tetris
Real gutta bitch, real plugs and connections
First I make him eat it 'til he lockjaw
Give it to him good, knock a nigga socks off, uh
I run it up, they busy running they mouth
I'm a real-ass, rich-ass bitch from the Souf, yeah, yeah

First off, I ain't fuckin for no clout
I ain't fuckin on no nigga sleepin' on his patna's couch (what the fuck)
He wanna fuck, rather sit it on his mouth
I'm a freak ass, street ass, bitch from the Souf
Is you gon catch it, eat it up for breakfast?
I ain't athletic on the dick, I do gymnastics
I hit up Saweetie like " What's up, I'm in the Bay"
The baddest bitch in MIA said I'm good when I'm in Dade

[Saweetie]
Icy
Got my bag up on the East, brought it back to the West
Bitches foulin, run they mouth, I'mma have to call a tech
Like Rapunzel with the bundles got 'em flowin' down my back
You know Saweetie get love from the office to the trap
Rich niggas want me, big figures on me
Got a snowflake 'round my neck, lookin' like a whole thing
Fuck around and catch a cold, bussin' hoes I don't sneeze
Johnny brighten up my smile, he my dentist low-key
Why these hoes testin' me? I ain't no fuckin' ACT (I ain't)
You need to do what you just took and that's a fuckin' SAT
I put that on my ICY piece, I need a new one ASAP
Yo man just bought you a Rollie, I'm on my third bust down AP

I throw that ass back to see if he gon' catch it
I call Mulatto up when I'm tryna get ratchet, aye
You love my lips, get it tatted on your neck
I'm a real-ass, trill ass, bitch from the West (bitch)

[Mulatto]
I throw that ass back to see if he gon' catch it
I ain't athletic, but it's tennis for the necklace, yeah (Ice, ice)
Aye, where that cash at? I stack it like Tetris
Real gutta bitch, real plugs and connections
First I make him eat it 'til he lockjaw
Give it to him good, knock a nigga socks off, uh
I run it up, they busy running they mouth
I'm a real-ass, rich-ass bitch from the Souf, yeah, yeah

[Trina]
Trina
I throw it, he catch it like Odell, I sweat and the pussy got no smell
Can't come to my residence, leavin' no evidence, meet me at the hotel
He said "You don't respect me, you just want a cheque"
Yeah, he know me so well
I'm fuck with no losers or liars, I ain't takin' no Ls
Nice waist on me, yo nigga wanna taste on me
Nigga don't FaceTime my line, just come put face on me
Got Ms in a Swizz offshore, that's why all my shit cost more
Got my sauce right, and it's off white, can't get it out the store
Now watch how