Big Latto, big remix (Bankroll Got It)
Yeah

I throw that ass back to see if he gon' catch it
I ain't athletic, but it's tennis for the necklace, yeah
Ay, where that cash at? I stack it like Tetris
Real gutta bitch, real plugs and connections
First I make him eat it 'til he lockjaw
Give it to him good, knock a nigga socks off, uh
I run it up, they busy running they mouth
I'm a real ass, rich ass bitch from the South

First off, I ain't fuckin' for no clout
I ain't fuckin' on no nigga sleepin' on his patna's couch (what the fuck?)
He wanna fuck, rather sit it on his mouth
I'm a freak ass, street ass, bitch from da South
Is you gon catch it, eat it up for breakfast?
I ain't athletic on the dick, I do gymnastics
I hit up Saweetie like, "what's up, I'm in the Bay"
The baddest bitch in MIA said I'm good when I'm in Dade, uh

I throw that ass back to see if he gon' catch it
I ain't athletic, but it's tennis for the necklace, yeah
Ay, where that cash at? I stack it like Tetris
Real gutta bitch, real plugs and connections
First I make him eat it 'til he lockjaw
Give it to him good, knock a nigga socks off, uh
I run it up, they busy running they mouth
I'm a real ass, rich ass bitch from the South (icy)

Got my bag up on the East, brought it back to the West
Bitches foulin, run they mouth, I'ma have to call a tech
Like Rapunzel with the bundles got 'em flowin' down my neck
You know Saweetie get love from the office to the trap
Rich niggas want me, big figures on me
Got a snowflake 'round my neck, lookin' like a whole thing
Fuck around and catch a cold, bussin' hoes I don't sneeze
Johnny brighten up my smile, he my dentist lowkey
Why these hoes testin' me? I ain't no fuckin' ACT
You need to do what you just took and that's a fuckin' SAT
I put that on my icy piece, I need a new one ASAP
Yo' man just bought you a rollie, I'm on my third wrist on AP, ay

I throw that ass back and see if he gon' catch it
I call Mulatto up when I'm tryna get ratchet, ay
You love my lips, get it tatted on your neck
I'm a real ass, trill ass, bitch from the West (bitch)

I throw that ass back to see if he gon' catch it
I ain't athletic, but it's tennis for the necklace, yeah
Ay, where that cash at? I stack it like Tetris
Real gutta bitch, real plugs and connections
First I make him eat it 'til he lockjaw
Give it to him good, knock a nigga socks off, uh
I run it up, they busy running they mouth
I'm a real ass, rich ass bitch from the South (Trina)

I throw it, he catch it like Odell, I sweat and the pussy got no smell
Can't come to my residence, leavin' no evidence, meet me at the hotel
He said, "You don't respect me, you just wanna check"
Yeah, he know me so well
Ion fuck with no losers or liars, I ain't takin' no Ls
Nice waist on me, yo' nigga wanna taste on me
Nigga don't FaceTime my line, just come put face on me
Got Ms in a Swizz offshore, that's why all my shit cost more
Got my sauce right, and it's off white, can't get it out the store
Now watch how

I throw that ass back to see if he gon' catch it
I ain't athletic, but it's tennis for the necklace, yeah
Ay, where that cash at? I stack it like Tetris
Real gutta bitch, real plugs and connections
First I make him eat it 'til he lockjaw
Give it to him good, knock a nigga socks off, uh
I run it up, they busy running they mouth
I'm a real ass, rich ass bitch from the South, yeah

No, yeah, (bitch) no
I run it up, they busy running they mouth
I'm a real ass, rich ass bitch from the South (South)

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Writer(s): Alyssa Stephens, Composer Author Unknown, Diamonte Harper, Earl Patrick Taylor, Randall Avery Hammers