“Business & Personal (Intro)” is the second single by American rapper and singer (from Atlanta), Latto‘s fourth studio album, Big Mama. ^{[1] [2] [3]}

The Official Video premiered Friday, March 20th, 2026^[1], via Latto’s official YouTube channel.^[3]

The track produced by: COUPE, Go Grizzly, MadisonLST, Pooh Beatz, Sango, SupaKaine, & Wax Roof.^[4]

The song written by: COUPE, Drake, Go Grizzly, Latto, MadisonLST, Pooh Beatz, Sango, SupaKaine, & Wax Roof.^[4]

Song: #BusinessAndPersonal #Intro

Artist: #Latto

Album: #BigMama

 ^Explicit

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“Business And Personal (Intro)” Lyrics ^[4]
Song by Latto:

Chorus
This personal
Huh, this s*** business and personal
S*** that I been through (Tuh)
B****** would’ve been beggin’ me to switch shoes
Mama ain’t know how we was gon’ eat back in ’98
Same kid made sure the whole family ate (Whew)
‘Cause this personal, yeah
Business and personal

Verse 1
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****** thought I would’ve died off, if I did, it’ll be of old age
Pretty face and a slim waist, n***** on my bumper like road rage
Walk in Magic City, but this ain’t the type of rain b****** want to go away
Rap b****** puttin’ singles out, s*** ain’t even hittin’ like my throwaways
Five hundred, that’s a show away, fast money on a slower day
I get in the booth singin’ like SZA, f*** around, be a note away
I put on this vintage Rolex, that’s the only thing with an older face (Tuh)
Y’all b****** gotta chill on the hate
‘Cause it’s only puttin’ gas in the tank
Big Mama, b****, your a** getting spanked
That b**** at the end of the day
Maybach, that’s the Benz of the day
Car seat, got a kid on the way (Kid on the way)

Chorus
This personal (Skrrt)
Huh, this s*** business and personal
S*** that I been through (Tuh)
B****** would’ve been beggin’ me to switch shoes
Mama ain’t know how we was gon’ eat back in ’98
Same kid made sure the whole family ate (Whew)
‘Cause this personal, yeah
Business and personal

Interlude
Ayy, this baby ain’t slowin’ s*** down but the horsepower
Had to get the Rolls and put the Lams up for a while, huh
Still steppin’ on s*** like somebody ain’t pickin’ up dog piles
Yeah, you know

Verse 2
These b****** hatin’, wish that they was livin’ in my skin
I’m in a multimillion-dollar crib playin’ Sims
I’m backin’ out the Brabus, tryin’ not to scrape the rims
Big Mama John Deere, b****, I’m comes through trim (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ten bodyguards, I’m a m***********’ star
B****, it ain’t no bumpin’ me unless it’s caviar
I’ve been gettin’ thicker like my n**** addin’ starch
I’m jumpin’ off of boats with my h*** ’cause we the sharks
Yeah, richest out of Rex, huh (Frrt)
Only thing Alfredo is my p**** when I sex (Uh)
Wafi picked it out his nose and put it on my neck
I got Bentley seats massagin’ 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 sayin’ yes
Five racks on Balenci’ sweats, tryna hide my belly (Ha)
I ain’t trick-or-treatin’ when I’m puttin’ on this skelly (Hmm)
B****** beef with me, it’s rare ’cause they ain’t f***in’ ready
I done made more honey buns than that ho Little Debbie (Frrt, frrt, frrt)
They call me Big Mama, huh, like a fat b****
Oh, they think crodie wrote it, pfft, that’s a compliment
I brush my teeth twice (And do), ’cause I be talkin’ s*** (And do)
Like f*** a hater, a red light barely stoppin’ this b****
N***** wanna get behind it like the cops in this b**** (Woo-woo)
Patron of the new clothes when I shop in this b****
Michael made ’em open up like a mosh in this b****
I’m so m***********’ fine, he never soft in this b****
Uh, Brook the tallest fine s*** to touch the ‘net since Angel
Swear my mama snapped twice like she ain’t get the angle
I’m goin’ in with nothin’ but some water and prenatals (Okay)
Still makin’ s*** shake with no help from the label (Tuh)
Just me and Kayla splittin’ bread like a f*****’ bagel (Brr)
Got my man sendin’ wires like he doin’ cable
Know how to talk to his baby, think he Ms. Rachel
Yeah, they gon’ hate this (Tuh)
MVP like SGA, I swear I can’t miss (Swish)
Ain’t nobody touchin’ me but TSA, b**** (Tuh)
They waitin’ on Big Mama to drop like GTA 6

Writer(s): COUPE, Drake, Go Grizzly, Latto, MadisonLST, Pooh Beatz, Sango, SupaKaine, & Wax Roof
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