GOMF - Latto/GloRilla
Lyrics by：Alyssa Stephens/Edward Maclin Cooper III/Darryl Clemons/Kevin Andre Price/Randall Hammers/Gloria Hallelujah Woods/Abrahim Mohammed Mustafa/DeAndre Way
Composed by：Alyssa Stephens/Edward Maclin Cooper III/Darryl Clemons/Kevin Andre Price/Randall Hammers/Gloria Hallelujah Woods/Abrahim Mohammed Mustafa/DeAndre Way
Produced by：Latto/GloRilla/Coupe/Pooh Beatz/Go Grizzly/Supakaine
She ain't even all that
She ain't even like that ain't her mama white?
That nigga don't even like her that nigga don't even claim her
She ain't even from Atlanta
Man that ho is from Ohio
How many BBLs is she gonna get?
I heard her nigga write for her
Get off my jock bitch you know how I rock bitch
Body and the face tea ain't nothin' else to clock bitch
Know I want your head when I whip it out and cock bitch
Fah-fah
Latto is you pregnant?
Had to hit 'em with that"Ya trick"
Ya
Move talkin' 'bout side bitch who?
They gon' pull it out they ass and put they mouth around it too
Got two hundred on the dash two hundred in my pockets too
Skrrt
I ain't had to be a WAG I got a baller and he shoot
Baow-baow-baow
Thicker than my accent bet he want a lap dance
Yeah
Thicker than a track meet even in some track pants
Woah
Ghost a nigga if he ain't an eater just like Pac-Man
Yoom
Latto hit the club they gon' greet her with a backend
Yup
Get out my face get out my face ho
Yup
You in my way
You in my way
Get out the way ho
Yup
Good with the face card still got a bankroll
Yup
Until you ask for somethin' huh and then I'm fake bro
Yup
Get out my face ho
Ho
Beggin' for change ho
Yup
Get you a hustle and get that pussy out your face ho
Yup
You coulda been anything it's a million ways to get paid ho
Yup
But you ain't shit but a freaky stud that's laced ho
Why she be lyin' like be in the gym?
We know that's a BBL
Haha
Yo why she keep touchin' her face?
You ain't ugly you just broke
I heard she don't take of her family I would never
Right
She need her own style she always tryna copy the next bitch
Tuh
I mind my business make my money somehow that get bitches pissed
Always the trending topic literally I don't do shit but exist
All I did was glow up on 'em why you mad I'm poppin' shit?
It be the ones that can't do it tellin' me what I should've did
WAG-in' in high fashion different brackets y'all can keep the rappers
Bring the real bitches back I hate these fake hoes with a passion
Google said my net worth what?
That's how much I paid in taxes
Three things I don't give out is no money fuck some second chances
Huh
Told Brandon I'ma have his son next time he leave it in
I stamp it
I'm out of town playin' with my rose on FaceTime and I'm serious
Uh
I won't clear up shit I feel like Tommy bitch believe it
Bitch believe it
They constantly pokin' the bear one two three release 'em
Yup
Get out my face get out my face ho
Yup
You in my way
You in my way
Get out the way ho
Yup
Good with the face card still got a bankroll
Yup
Until you ask for somethin' huh and then I'm fake bro
Yup
Get out my face ho
Ho
Beggin' for change ho
Yup
Get you a hustle and get that pussy out your face ho
Yup
You coulda been anything it's a million ways to get paid ho
Yup
But you ain't shit but a freaky stud that's laced ho
