Latto – Beat Box (Big Latto Mix)

Latto – Beat Box (Big Latto Mix) Lyrics

Artist: Latto
Song: Beat Box (Big Latto Mix)

I told ya I’m that b*t*h from the South, I’ll knock a n***a socks off
I’m outside swinging sticks, I ain’t talkin’ Top Golf
I been killin’ features, I’m on everything like hot sauce
So don’t act like I ain’t been that b*t*h since I popped off

Big chains hang around me, loitering, wifey bring them pointers in (Ice)
Show ’em the end of the road, I ain’t into turnin’ boys to men (The f**k?)
Walk through, that’s forty bands, red bottoms like Toya man (Yeah)
Who cut a n***a off quicker than me? sh*t, not even Lori can (On God)

“Who she think she is? She done went big” So what, b*t*h? I did (I did)
B*t*hes ain’t on sh*t but d**k, I’m pullin’ triggers, not no wigs (Yeah)
Higher than them tree tops (Yeah), b*t*h thinkin’ she hot (What?)
AP scally bust down (Ice), long way from them G-SHOCKs

Your fave is a freak thot (On God), no walls, sheet rock
Told you he don’t eat, but to this pu**y he gon’ beatbox
Ha, on God
This sh*t just too motherf**kin’ easy

I’m the biggest, ha
Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
Tried to get away from me, had a standoff
Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off

My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss
Thuggin’ in my Reeboks, ridin’ with a G-SHOCK
Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make ’em beat box
OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot ’em, peeled the car

Had a mask on, Draco make ’em beat box
In Miami with my motherf**kin’ heat out
With another n***a b*t*h, said she got her feet out
I walked in the party, I’m on my big goon sh*t

Ready to get it started, b*t*h, I got no sense
Oh, he the plug, ridin’ ’round with four bricks
Call me Kobe, twenty-four on me
Can’t f**k wit’ her no more, that lil’ b*t*h, she do the most

I get my groove on every time I see them folks
I got the antidote, I’m thinking that’s something you need to know
I’m smooth and I’m cold, she know my wrist on froze
Skinny jeans on with a big bankroll

She playin’ my song, I got her takin’ off her thong
I’m tryna get it on, she feeling all over my Peter bone
Two rights don’t make a wrong, it just go on and on
I’m kickin’ sh*t like Jackie Chan ’til they got my kicks on

I aim, I hit my target, I’ma up this b*t*h regardless
Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
Tried to get away from me, had a standoff
Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off

My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss
Th— Th— Thuggin’ in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK
Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make ’em beat box
OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot ’em, peeled the car

Had a mask on, Draco make ’em beat box
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From the album:
Beat Box (Big Latto Mix) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021