Latto - GOMF (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Latto - GOMF (en) Lyrics
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She ain't even all that
She ain't even like that,
ain't her mama white?
That nigga don't even like her, that
nigga don't even claim her
She ain't even from Atlanta
Man, that ho is from Ohio
How many BBLs is she gonna get?
I heard her nigga write for her
Get off my jock, bitch, you
know how I rock, bitch
Body and the face tea, ain't nothin'
else to clock, bitch
Know I want your head when I whip
it out and cock, bitch (Fah-fah)
Latto, is you pregnant? Had to hit
'em with that, "Ya, trick" (Ya)
Move, talkin' 'bout side bitch, who?
They gon' pull it out they ass and
put they mouth around it too
Got two hundred on the dash, two hundred
in my pockets too (Skrrt)
I ain't had to be a WAG, I got a baller
and he shoot (Baow-baow-baow)
Thicker than my accent, bet
he want a lap dance (Yeah)
Thicker than a track meet even
in some track pants (Woah)
Ghost a nigga if he ain't an eater
just like Pac-Man (Yoom)
Latto hit the club, they gon' greet
her with a backend (Yup)
Get out my face, get out
my face, ho (Yup)
You in my way (You in my way),
get out the way, ho (Yup)
Good with the face card, still
got a bankroll (Yup)
Until you ask for somethin', huh,
and then I'm fake, bro (Yup)
Get out my face, ho (Ho), beggin'
for change, ho (Yup)
Get you a hustle and get that pussy
out your face, ho (Yup)
You coulda been anything, it's a million
ways to get paid, ho (Yup)
But you ain't shit but a freaky
stud that's laced, ho
Why she be lyin' like be in the gym?
We know that's a BBL (Haha)
Yo, why she keep touchin' her face?
You ain't ugly, you just broke
I heard she don't take care of her
family, I would never (Right)
She need her own style, she always
tryna copy the next bitch (Tuh)
I mind my business, make my money,
somehow that get bitches pissed
Always the trending topic literally,
I don't do shit but exist
All I did was glow up on 'em, why
you mad I'm poppin' shit?
It be the ones that can't do it tellin'
me what I should've did
WAG-in' in high fashion, different brackets,
y'all can keep the rappers
Bring the real bitches back, I hate
these fake hoes with a passion
Google said my net worth what? That's
how much I paid in taxes
Three things I don't give
out is no money, fuck some
second chances (Huh)
Told Brandon I'ma have his son next
time he leave it in (I stamp it)
I'm out of town playin' with
my rose on FaceTime, lettin'
him see it (Uh)
I won't clear up shit, I feel
like Tommy, bitch, believe
it (Bitch, believe it)
They constantly pokin' the bear, one,
two, three, release 'em (Yup)
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