In It (feat. Latto) - A$AP Ferg & MadeinTYO

Big Latto Everything big Lately, I been feelin' like Gotta make the money, can't let the money make you (D-Diego) (Ba-Ba-Bankroll Got It) Yeah, yeah Came from the south, I done made a couple M's I can get a nigga hit, you better mind your business Made it to the top, I cut off a couple friends Daddy always used to tell me I'm way too friendly Remember they were hatin' when I'd pull up in the Benz Now them bitches gon' be sick when I pull up in the Bentley 'Bout the brand new money, countin' hundreds Comin' in so fast that I can't even spend it One, two, three, four, shooters at the show Ain't no stripper but I work that pole Every bitch 'round me on go (On go) 'Latto rich as fuck but I still want more Came from the bottom, I ran it up Walk in the club, on the couch and I'm standin' up (Yeah) Bitch want a problem, I handle her Light this bitch up like a muhfuckin' camera Big back, got a lil' bitty bitch big mad Off-White, no off nice and I mean that Shades on my face, Andre, cost three racks Big stepper, get stepped on, no T-Rex Fifty for a walkthrough (Walkthrough) Playin' with the 'Latto gon' cost you ('Latto) Pussy make a nigga say, "I do" (Yeah) Rich nigga so you know his bitch is a boss too (Yeah) Came from the south, I done made a couple M's I can get a nigga hit, you better mind your business Made it to the top, I cut off a couple friends Daddy always used to tell me I'm way too friendly Remember they were hatin' when I'd pull up in the Benz Now them bitches gon' be sick when I pull up in the Bentley 'Bout the brand new money, countin' hundreds Comin' in so fast that I can't even spend it Came from the south, I done made a couple M's I can get a nigga hit, you better mind your business Made it to the top, I cut off a couple friends Daddy always used to tell me I'm way too friendly Remember they were hatin' when I'd pull up in the Benz Now them bitches gon' be sick when I pull up in the Bentley 'Bout the brand new money, countin' hundreds Comin' in so fast that I can't even spend it Can't give you my heart, it's Chrome (It's Chrome) 21, two million dollar home (Yeah) Call my nigga on my other nigga phone While the other one givin' me dome (Uh) Rose with the white, new chain, two-tone Rich bitch, I do laundry in VLONE (Yeah) I'on wanna hear 'bout that show, I'm grown First generation millionaire, got it on my own My kids gon' be rich and they kids gon' be rich (Rich) Spent a backend on some brand new tits I spiral that cash in the club, Mike Vick Name another young bitch poppin' shit like this (Like this) Cornbread thick like fish in my grits Bitch from the south but my nigga from the Six Cuban link hit, yeah bitch, it's a brick Lookin' like I gotta piss, now I'm holdin' that blick (Blicky) Came from the south, I done made a couple M's I can get a nigga hit, you better mind your business Made it to the top, I cut off a couple friends Daddy always used to tell me I'm way too friendly Remember they were hatin' when I'd pull up in the Benz Now them bitches gon' be sick when I pull up in the Bentley 'Bout the brand new money, countin' hundreds Comin' in so fast that I can't even spend it Came from the south, I done made a couple M's I can get a nigga hit, you better mind your business Made it to the top, I cut off a couple friends Daddy always used to tell me I'm way too friendly Remember they were hatin' when I'd pull up in the Benz Now them bitches gon' be sick when I pull up in the Bentley 'Bout the brand new money, countin' hundreds Comin' in so fast that I can't even spend it (Ba-Ba-Bankroll Got It)

Imma hold it down Who gone stick around? Y'all fake now Ain't got time for the fake, fakes I'm grown up now Ion play games Things change, better pipe pipe Ain't got time for the fake, fake Cause I'm grown up now Ion play games Things change, better pipe pipe down One go for it then They go for it now Tell em move around They all switched up Ion miss ya Imma hold it down Imma hold it down Who gone stick around? Who gone stick around? Imma hold it down Imma hold it down Who gone stick around? Who gone stick around? Imma hold it down Ain't nobody gonna be there for you Let me tell you now, that they switching sides Flat tire, who still gonna ride? If I call you baby, down to ride Said he been toting the nine since 9 All in the streets but ain't ready to die Ain't talkin money you wastin my time These folk too lazy to make em a dime Tell me who gone be there when you down bad They a lend you some cash, you ain't got to give it back Smile in yo face, stab you in yo back Keep it a hunnid, no keep it a stack Ain't nobody real, and that is a fact I got a plastic bag, and they faker than that Switching up on me, that's what I expect And they all want my place, so I cannot Slack How many people gone do the dirt with you? How many people really out to get you? How many people you can show the stash And you know that they ain't gone hit you? How-How many people there when you down bad? How many people gonna have your back? How many people you hand them the Knife, ain't gotta worry bout getting stabbed? Ain't got time for the fake, fake Cause I'm grown up now Ion play games Things change, better pipe pipe down One go for it then They go for it now Tell em move around They all switched up Ion miss ya Imma hold it down Imma hold it down Who gone stick around? Who gone stick around? Imma hold it down Imma hold it down Who gone stick around? Who gone stick around? Imma hold it down Caught in a situation, you can't count on no help Cause they all be fakin Actin all hard, but you catch then off guard Just like a stripper, they gonna be shaking All in the ground, they really be snaking Right hand man be the main one hating I cannot eat without the team The devil calling me, I told him "not today satan" Blowing blessings like I said "achoo" Killing fools over jimmy choos Trynna fit in rockin fake jewels Play it cool, just do you I swear I can't put my trust in nobody Half of em as fake as they come All of these choices in life You can be broke or rich You a boss or a bum How many people gone do the dirt with you? How many people really out to get you? How many people you can show the stash And you know that they ain't gone hit you? How-How many people there when you down bad? How many people gonna have yo back? How many people you hand them the Knife, ain't gotta worry bout getting stabbed? Ain't got time for the fake, fake Cause I'm grown up now Ion play games Things change, better pipe pipe down One go for it then They go for it now Tell em move around They all switched up Ion miss ya Imma hold it down Imma hold it down Who gone stick around? Who gone stick around? Imma hold it down

Big Latto (Pooh, you a fool for this one) (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one) It's givin' boss bitch (boss bitch) It's givin' boss bitch (boss bitch, it's givin') It's givin' bad bitch (bad bitch) Never-ever play me like I'm average (like I'm average, uh) Never bring a nigga over where I lay my head (never) Lady in the streets, but a freak hoe in the bed (freak) Don't make me say it twice, bitch, I said what I said (the fuck?) Two things I don't need, that's a nigga or his bread (oh God) Sip me like some Hi-C, 'cause you know I got the juice She stay on her grind and she pull up in that new (skrrt) Work a nine-to-five and she tryna finish school (yeah) I bring the table to the table, nigga, why would I need you? (The fuck?) It's givin' boss bitch (boss bitch, what? What?) It's givin' boss bitch (boss bitch) It's givin' bad bitch (bad bitch) Never-ever play me like I'm average (like I'm average, the fuck?) It's givin' rich bitch (rich bitch) It's givin' rich bitch (rich bitch, it's givin') It's givin' bad bitch (bad bitch) Never-ever play me like I'm average (like I'm average) It's givin' broke (ew) You want a young bitch with ambition? Play your role (play your role) It's givin' Coke (ooh) Bottle body, wanna hit it like some dope I'm in that wham-bam, brand new Lamb' Pull up, hop out, shut it down Sloppy-toppy, call him papi when he make that slurping sound It's givin' cake by the pound (oh) It's givin' trips out of town (oh) Pussy water, he gon' sink or swim, I might just let him drown Bottega heels in the club (yeah, yeah) Bottega heels in the club (ayy) Who ever thought that a bitch'd be up? It's givin' boss bitch (boss bitch, what? What?) It's givin' boss bitch (boss bitch) It's givin' bad bitch (bad bitch) Never-ever play me like I'm average (like I'm average, the fuck?) It's givin' rich bitch (rich bitch) It's givin' rich bitch (rich bitch, it's givin') It's givin' bad bitch (bad bitch) Never-ever play me like I'm average (like I'm average) It's givin' big Birkin Close the curtain in the Rolls Royce, that's what it's givin' me, bitch I don't know what it's givin' y'all, y'all hoes givin' broke Busted and disgustin' (it's givin' boss bitch) Lamb' chop' truck, what it cost, bitch? Santana, everything motherfuckin' big No small time, no small toys, no broke boys (no broke boys) Big Latto

Go Grizz Squat made the beat What's happenin'? (Haha) Big Latto Rip me out the plastic, I been actin' brand-new Bitches actin' like they runnin' shit, they really ran through I'll spend that five hundred 'fore I ever trap you They thought I was gon' fall off, I hate to bring you bad news Threw so many racks, a bitch can't even see the floor From Atlanta to L.A., the only time I'm back and forth Cheap niggas make you pick, rich niggas get you both Gave the Bentley to valet and let that nigga drive the boat Shh, be quiet, be quiet, let me pop off Leave the club sloppy drunk, come home and get my rocks off Heard "Bitch from Da Souf," he tryna see me knock his socks off Told them bitches meet me at the top, think they got lost Tuh, I'm on go like Grizz She thought I would kiss her ass, she must ain't took her meds, tuh Shit around my neck, it cost a arm and leg Swear that nigga set for life, I let him get me preg' I done done it all (tuh), feel like Shawty LO (tuh) Laughin' to the bank (tuh), but shit is not a joke (tuh) Say she got a problem? (Tuh) Imaginary smoke (tuh) Bitches said it's up (tuh), then put it on the floor (tuh) I done done it all (tuh), feel like Shawty LO (tuh) Laughin' to the bank (tuh), but shit is not a joke (tuh) Say she got a problem? (Tuh) Imaginary smoke (tuh) Bitches said it's up (tuh), then put it on the floor (tuh) I don't know, what y'all been told (told) Bet yo' mans know, if you don't? What's happenin' Smokin' on that gas, blunt big as Coi Leray Bitches like to run their mouths, but I'm the type to run the fade When your diamonds hit like this, you don't ever see the shade Got the key to my city, they gave me a holiday, bitch (bitch) All kinda shit (uh) Let me pull my diamond tester out, these bitches counterfeit (what?) Better keep my name up out her mouth, they been tryin' it (boom) If it's beef, then let me know, baby, why you hidin' it? (Haha, ha) And I heard about your coochie, bitch Pits like your pussy, we all know that cat is givin' fish (bitch) When I send that eggplant that nigga know what time it is My ex crazy 'bout me, better be ready to die in it I done done it all (tuh), feel like Shawty LO (L-O) Laughin' to the bank (haha), but shit is not a joke (never) Say she got a problem? (Tuh) Imaginary smoke (Phew) Bitches said it's up (what?), then put it on the floor (tuh) I done done it all (tuh), feel like Shawty LO (Shawty LO) Laughin' to the bank (tuh), but shit is not a joke (not a joke) Say she got a problem? (Tuh) Imaginary smoke (brr) Bitches said it's up, then put it on the floor (pew) I don't know, what y'all been told (told) Bet yo' mans know, if you don't? What's happenin' Tuh Put that shit on the floor then Y'all bitches like to talk, put that shit on the floor then All this imaginary smoke, all the he say, she say, you feel me? Let me know Just let me know Just let me know Just let me know Haha, ha, put it on the floor, bitch Yeah, keep all that

Yeah, hoe (Yeah) Yeah (Uh) Yeah, hoe (Yeah) Yeah (Uh) Yeah (Oh) Yeah, hoe Yeah (Yeah) Yeah, hoe (Uh) Look at me, look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me, look at me now Fuck is you kiddin' me? All of my jewelry cost about a hundred thou' Fuck all my enemies, never had sympathy Fergie finna lay 'em down Sippin' on Hennessy, hoppin' out Bentley Fuckin' your bitch in the mouth Who am I? (Trap Lord), ayy Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now Ayy (Trap Lord), yeah Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now Fell in love with a stripper And that is what happened today, ayy Found that bitch on the Insta' And that is the fuck what I say, ayy Told that girl like I finna fly my ass out to LA Girl actin' like she Alpo, put that cake all in my face Flacko cop new 'Rari Told his ass I wanna race VLONE thuggin' with Bari All of my niggas got taste We gon' mosh in the party Get the fuck outta my way Thirty got kick like karate Don't wanna meet the AK (Ayy) Look at me, look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me, look at me now Fuck is you kiddin' me? All of my jewelry cost about a hundred thou' Fuck all my enemies, never had sympathy Fergie finna lay'em down Sippin' on Hennessy, hoppin' out Bentley Fuckin' your bitch in the mouth Who am I? (Trap Lord), ayy Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now Ayy (Trap Lord), yeah Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now Send a couple niggas to your bando (Bando) Send them hot rocks through your sandals, ayy They say I remind them of Rondo (Rondo) Light his ass up like a candle, ayy Fuckin' on her like I'm Alejandro My Dominican bitch is like J.Lo, 'kay Know a couple nigga with the platanos Them banana clips will fuck up your day Pull up to your crib like Domino's Creepin' on a nigga like Cirque De Soleil Man, I need my money pronto I told you time and time ago, I cannot wait This shit feel like I'm in the Congo Run through the jungle like every day Man, I came up on a bando So take that motherfuckin' look off your face Look at me, look at me, look at me Look at me, look at me, look at me now Fuck is you kiddin' me? All of my jewelry cost about a hundred thou' Fuck all my enemies, never had sympathy Fergie finna lay'em down Sippin' on Hennessy, hoppin' out Bentley Fuckin' your bitch in the mouth Who am I? (Trap Lord), ayy Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now Ayy (Trap Lord), yeah Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord) Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now