Tha f*ck lyrics

[Intro]
Whussup? Huh
Whussup? Ugh
Uh-huh
Big Latto, ayy
(Earl on the Beat)
I slap tha–, uh
(OG Parker)

[Chorus]
I slap tha f*ck out lil shawty, keep callin' my phone
Checkin' me 'bout a n*gga (Hello?)
Ain’t goin 'back and forth with you when my bag is bigger
Tha f*ck wrong witcha?
Drop, the bag on yo head (Uh-huh), they comin' to get ya (Comin' to get ya)
Check, cop the new Birkin bag, it came with a pistol
I slap tha f*ck out of one of these punk ass n*ggas (Whussup?)
I don't play 'bout my money
Nah, I can't walk in without it
Plus I need the back end, all blue hunnids (Whussup? Money)
Drop, the bag on yo head (Uh-huh), they comin' to get ya (Comin' to get ya)
(No) Don't want your n*gga, lil' baby, his pockets too little (Pockets too little)

[Verse]
Walk in the club and I f*ck it up
I don't talk much, I just run it up (Run it up)
Know they call me back end Latto
I did three show, one night, sum it up (Hee)
Got these rap hoеs tryna keep up
Ran down on 'em, made 'em givе it up (Uh-huh)
Shawty if it's smoke, lemme know what's up
All you had to do was just speak up
I slap the f*ck out a hoe like a mack (A mack)
Latto don't play 'bout that bag, and that's facts
Three black truck, back to back
Don't need security, shooters riding in the back (Grrr)
These b*tches wack, keep this sh*t in stack
I came for the racks, I ain't come here to chat
Like a quarterback, I run with the sack
Don't get attached, 'cause this ain't that (On God)
[Chorus]
I slap tha f*ck out lil shawty, keep callin' my phone
Checkin' me 'bout a n*gga (Hello?)
Ain’t goin 'back and forth with you when my bag is bigger
Tha f*ck wrong witcha?
Drop, the bag on yo head (Uh-huh), they comin' to get ya (Comin' to get ya)
Check, cop the new Birkin bag, it came with a pistol
I slap tha f*ck out of one of these punk ass n*ggas (Whussup?)
I don't play 'bout my money
Nah, I can't walk in without it
Plus I need the back end, all blue hunnids (Whussup? Money)
Drop, the bag on yo head (Uh-huh), they comin' to get ya (Comin' to get ya)
(No) Don't want your n*gga, lil' baby, his pockets too little (Pockets too little)

[Outro]
I slap tha f*ck out lil shawty, keep callin' my phone
Checkin' me 'bout a n*gga (Hello?)
Ain't goin' back and forth with you when my bag is bigger
Tha f*ck wrong witcha?
Drop, the bag on yo head (Uh-huh), they comin' to get ya
Check, cop the new Birkin bag, it came with a pistol
I slap tha f*ck out of one of these punk ass n*ggas
I don't play 'bout my money
(Earl on the Beat)
(OG Parker)
Drop, the bag on yo head, they comin' to get ya