Cheerleader lyrics

[Intro]
(Freak, freak, freak, freak), ooh Bankhead got them 808s
RTJ, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Ho-ass n*gga, he ain't nothin' but a cheerleader
In the hood, doin' donuts in a two-seater (Skrrt)
No pat down in the club with like two heaters
Take a n*gga soul, I'm the motherf*ckin' Grim Reaper

[Chorus]
Ain't goin' back and forth with that little-bitty b*tch (What?)
Know they call me Big Latto, so I pop big sh*t (Big sh*t)
Get her knocked out, checkin' hoes off the hit list (Pow)
Thirty b*tches deep and they all with the sh*ts (Brr)
b*tch, little-bitty b*tch (Yeah, yeah, pus*y)
Put that lil' money up, lil' n*gga, that ain't sh*t (That ain't sh*t)
Yeah, b*tch (Brr), little-bitty b*tch (Little-bitty b*tch, pus*y)
Know some lil' ho that got pressure but ain't did sh*t (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ain't did sh*t, ain't did sh*t)

[Verse 1]
Ain't did sh*t, won't do sh*t, ain't on sh*t (Nah)
These b*tches be hatin' so I ride with the stick (Pow)
Latto so fine, make him lie to his b*tch (Uhh)
Groupie-ass ho, they be all in the mix (What?)
Stiff-ass booty, need to get sh*t fixed (Ew)
Scary-ass hoes, y'all make me sick (What?)
I ain't runnin' from no smoke, b*tch, it is what it is (Buck, buck, buck)
b*tch, I ain't come here to talk (Talk)
Cut all the cappin', we know that you soft (Uh-huh)
Lame-ass ho, you ain't seen what I saw (Yuh)
I don't do the talkin', you know what I'm 'bout (Yuh, yuh, uh-huh)
It's a hot girl summer so I'm ridin' with the heater (Ah)
Hot-headed b*tch like I stay with a fever (Woo)
Stay out my business, you work for them people (Yeah)
Big Latto, b*tch, I'm the pope and the preacher (Real talk)
[Pre-Chorus]
Ho-ass n*gga, he ain't nothin' but a cheerleader
In the hood, doin' donuts in a two-seater (Skrrt)
No pat down in the club with like two heaters
Take a n*gga soul, I'm the motherf*ckin' Grim Reaper

[Chorus]
Ain't goin' back and forth with that little-bitty b*tch (What?)
Know they call me Big Latto, so I pop big sh*t (Big sh*t)
Get her knocked out, checkin' hoes off the hit list (Pow)
Thirty b*tches deep and they all with the sh*ts (Brr)
b*tch, little-bitty b*tch (Yeah, yeah, pus*y)
Put that lil' money up, lil' n*gga, that ain't sh*t (That ain't sh*t)
Yeah, b*tch (Brr), little-bitty b*tch (Little-bitty b*tch, pus*y)
Know some lil' ho that got pressure but ain't did sh*t (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ain't did sh*t, ain't did sh*t)

[Verse 2]
Bald head stupid-ass ho
Heard she a freak, put this pole down her throat (Pow)
f*ckin' rich n*gga, but your ass still broke
So why in the f*ck is you f*cking 'em for? (What?)
Ain't never danced, but I play with that pole (Uh-huh)
Play with Big Latto, they wiping your nose
Stay true to the game, I stick to the code
Ain't squashin' no beef, we settle the score
Always on go, I stay ready (Yeah)
Can't f*ck with b*tches, these b*tches be petty
When I'm in that AMG talkin' that, catch me (Ooh)
I let it spray on a b*tch like R. Kelly (Brr)
Latto a freak in the sheets (Woo)
Latto go ape in the streets (Woo)
Lil' mama swear we got beef
Don't even know that ho but lil' shawty know me, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Ho-ass n*gga, he ain't nothin' but a cheerleader
In the hood, doin' donuts in a two-seater (Skrrt)
No pat down in the club with like two heaters
Take a n*gga soul, I'm the motherf*ckin' Grim Reaper

[Chorus]
Ain't goin' back and forth with that little-bitty b*tch (What?)
Know they call me Big Latto, so I pop big sh*t (Big sh*t)
Get her knocked out, checkin' hoes off the hit list (Pow)
Thirty b*tches deep and they all with the sh*ts (Brr)
b*tch, little-bitty b*tch (Yeah, yeah, pus*y)
Put that lil' money up, lil' n*gga, that ain't sh*t (That ain't sh*t)
Yeah, b*tch (Brr), little-bitty b*tch (Little-bitty b*tch, pus*y)
Know some lil' ho that got pressure but ain't did sh*t (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ain't did sh*t, ain't did sh*t)