TATTI lyrics

[Verse]
I had to dub the same b*tch like a two-time, I can't keep laying it up
I'm on God time, keep a mace, n*gga, I ain't K-in' it up
Uh, you was hatin' on me on the door, but it's mine now
Get your face card up (azure)
Uh, and I got your ho right now showin' her pus*y on FaceTime, yeah (Uh)
And I can't even f*ck on your ho, the discernment is too top lock (What?)
They ain't expect me to go up like this, they moms and pops is shocked
b*tch, try to hack my phone again, I'm callin' the cops
I'm just way too grown, way too swaggy to have opps (Oh)
Yeah, I cleanse my ego with that Holy Spirit juice
Rue Santana with the bands, man, you can have it too
First day out the crutch, I'm cookin' it up in a secret stu (Uh)
First day out the crutch, ain't no second chance, you through, you through (Uh)

[Chorus]
Rue Santanny, huh, b*tch, take off your panties, huh
If you not a pretty b*tch, you won't understand me, huh
Slow and steady win the race, b*tch, f*ck a ranny, huh
LVL5, 5-5-5, b*tch, double 10-y, huh
Tour bus booted up, ain't talking 'bout a Xanny bar
You don't like me, okay, cool, b*tch, ha-ha-ha
I can teach you how to swag like Rue Santannya
You a bad b*tch, send me pictures of your tattias
Oh, Rue Santanny, huh, b*tch, take off your panties, huh
If you not a pretty b*tch, you won't understand me, huh
Slow and steady win the race, b*tch, f*ck a ranny, huh
LVL5, 5-5-5, b*tch, double 10-y, huh
Tour bus booted up, ain't talking 'bout a Xanny bar
You don't like me, okay, cool, b*tch, ha-ha-ha
I can teach you how to swag like Rue Santannya
You a bad b*tch, send me pictures of your tattias (Oh)
[Outro]
You a bad b*tch, send me pictures of your tattias
You a, you a bad b*tch, send me pictures of your tattias