Karaoké Sunday Service Latto

I don't sing R&B but bitch

I'm really her

Fuck wrong with niggas

How you let him cheat and take him back

Must be your only nigga

I get loud just like my weed

I don't watch my tone with niggas

I hang up the phone on niggas

You ain't my daddy

Bitch I'm big mama

Every time y'all book me with them hoes it's gon' be big drama

Twenty black Suburbans

We pull up like Sunday Service

I just want a one on one

Don't know why she so nervous

Fuck what these hoes sayin' 'cos my nigga say I'm perfect

Body count so low

I might say I'm a virgin, any day

I could switch my car just like

I switch my purses, andale

Quick to cut him off if he don't serve no purpose

You a clown and I'm allergic

Niggas straight up out the circus

It's the nerve for me

These niggas burnt

They third degree

He callin' tryin' to work it out

I'd rather make him work for me

He can't tell if it's authentic or it's surgery

Please Lil Nas X

The only nigga curvin' me

I don't sing R&B but bitch

I'm really her

Fuck wrong with niggas

How you let him cheat and take him back

Must be your only nigga

I get loud just like my weed

I don't watch my tone with niggas

I hang up the phone on niggas

You ain't my daddy

Bitch I'm big mama

Every time y'all book me with them hoes it's gon' be big drama

Twenty black Suburbans

We pull up like Sunday Service

I just want a one on one

Don't know why she so nervous

Fuck what these hoes sayin' 'cos my nigga say I'm perfect

Tell the truth

Oh I'm not that cute

Bet you won't ask your boo

He get money

I get money too like who gon' trick on who

These bitches corny

Soon as monkey see then you know monkey do

Do you rap or do you tweet 'cos I can't tell

Get in the booth bitch

Stop all that motherfuckin' yellin' ho 'cos I ain't buyin' what you're sellin' ho

Think I'm the shit bitch

I know it ho

Jesus walked on water

I got ice boilin' though

Miss me with that sucker shit

I'm not your baby mama

Blocked his ass on everything

He in my DMs writin' albums

Better hold your nigga tight 'fore I make you come up off him

Say two wrongs don't make a right but I'm the type get one up on 'em

I don't sing R&B but bitch

I'm really her

Fuck wrong with niggas

How you let him cheat and take him back

Must be your only nigga

I get loud just like my weed

I don't watch my tone with niggas

I hang up the phone on niggas

You ain't my daddy

Bitch I'm big mama

Every time y'all book me with them hoes it's gon' be big drama

Twenty black Suburbans

We pull up like Sunday Service

I just want a one on one

Don't know why she so nervous

Fuck what these hoes sayin' 'cos my nigga say I'm perfect

Twenty black Suburbans

We pull up like Sunday Service

Fuck what these hoes sayin' 'cos my nigga say I'm perfect