777 Pt. 2 Lyrics
[Intro]
Latto
So y'all ain't gon' give me no competition?
This shit-this shit gettin' too easy
This shit ain't even funny no more, for real
Big Latto (B-B-Bankroll got it)
[Verse 1]
Gave y'all hoes the chance to win and what y'all do? f*ck that up
Last time around, they slept on me, I woke 'em up, like, "Bitch, it's up!"
Packed the C-A-P like Barbie shit but I don't play with bitches
I'm way too big to speak on petty shit, MJ said stay on mission
Got a thousand dollar steak on my plate, that's the only beef I ever get in
I could never fit in
How you comment on shit you'll never be in?
Bitches runnin' they mouth like they got one (Haha)
Only category they gon' put me in is the greatest and, bitch, you not one (Yeah)
If you a fan, just say it, and go get my shit when I drop somethin'
[Chorus]
I got three seven's iced out on my neck
Know they hate when I flex
Queen of the South, bitch, I'ma take my respect
I got three seven's iced out on my neck
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Know they hate when I flex
Queen of the South, ain't nothin' but four in the deck, bitch
[Interlude]
And I'ma let y'all figure that shit out too
Playin' with me like y'all don't know my body or somethin'
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