Latto reveals she’s pregnant in new video.

 

LYRICS:

This personal
This sh-t business & personal
Sh-t that I been through
B-tches would’ve been begging me to switch shoes
Mama ain’t know how we was gone eat back in 98
Same kid made sure the whole family ate
Cause this personal
Business and personal

Mind body and spirit I’ve been in a good place
Maid said she found $10k told her keep it have a good day
Fans say they miss the old me but I wouldn’t be here with my old ways
Tried to put me on front street now they gotta see me on the front page
I ain’t even tryna compete I get compared I don’t complain
B-tches thought I would’ve died off if I did it’ll be of old age
Pretty face and a slim waist n-ggas on my bumper like road rage
Walk in magic city but this ain’t the type of rain b-tches want to go away
Rap b-tches putting singles out sh-t ain’t even hitting like my throw aways
500 that’s a show away, fast money on a slower day
I get in the booth singing like SZA f–k around be a note away
I put on this vintage Rolex that’s the only thing with an older face
Yall b-tches gotta chill on the hate cause it’s only putting gas in the tank Big Mama b-tch your a$$ getting spanked
That b-tch at the end of the day Maybach that’s the Benz of the day car seat got a kid on the way

This personal
This sh-t business and personal
Sh-t that I been through
B-tches would’ve been begging me to switch shoes
Mama aint know how we was gonna eat back in 98
Same kid made sure the whole family ate
Cause this personal
Business and personal

Aye this baby ain’t slowin sh-t down but the horsepower
Had to get the rolls and put the lambs up for a while
Still stepping on shit like somebody ain’t picking up dog piles
These b-tches hating wish that they was living in my skin
I’m in a multimillion dollar crib playing SIMS
I’m backin out the brabus trying not to scrape the rims
Big mama John Deere b-tch I come through trim
10 body guards I’m a motherfuckin star
B-tch it ain’t no bumpin me unless it’s caviar
I been getting thicker like my nigga adding starch
I’m jumping off of boats with my hoes cus we the sharks
Richest outta Rex
Only thing Alfredo is my pussy when I sex
Wafi picked it out his nose and put it on my neck
I got Bentley seats massaging me in traffic while I text
I got OCD please miss me with the mess
Every birthday I’m on an island via jet
I got money too so I barely ever ask but if I do he like floetry he known for saying yes
5 racks on Balenci sweats tryna hide my belly
I ain’t trick or treating when I’m putting on this skelly
B-tches beefing with me is rare cuz they ain’t f–king ready
I done made more honey buns than that hoe little Debbie
They call me Big Mama like a fat b-tch
Oh they think Crodie wrote it
That’s a compliment
I brush my teeth twice, cus I be talking shit
Like f-ck a hater a red light barely stopping this b-tch
N-ggas wanna get behind it like the cops in this b-tch
Patron of the new closed when I shop in this b-tch
Michael made em open up like a mosh in this b-tch
I’m so muthaf–kin fine he never soft in this b-tchhhhh
Brook the tallest fine shit to touch the net since Angel
Swear my momma snapped twice like she ain’t get the angle
I’m goin in with nothing but some water and prenatals
Still making sh-t shake with no help from the label
Just me & Kayla splitting bread like a f–king bagel
Got my man sending wires like he doing cable
Know how to talk to his baby think he miss Rachel
Yeah they gon hate this
MVP like SGA I swear I can’t miss
Ain’t nobody touching me but TSA b-tch
They waitin on Big Mama to drop like GTA 6