Whatever Whenever
I make all the shit these real niggas feel (feel)
These bitches hype, but I know I been a bigger deal (deal)
Rich, but I'm a nigga still (nigga still)
Just drink champagne with all my chicken meals (with all my chicken)
My wrist's diamonds bigger than (the stones)
That lil' crib that you got your mama chillin' in (room)
Had a small one and got a bigger Benz (big Benz)
I live the real life you bitches think y'all livin' in (I live this)
I pull up drop tops all day (I swerve)
Only purple whips, nigga, in all shades (on the curve)
My niggas hard body in all ways (ya heard)
We pull up, parlay in our hoods in broad day (ba-ba-ba-boom)
I'm not the one you play with (no)
I'm from the west side, nigga, on some bay shit (west coast)
These niggas know what my name is
I ain't gotta say it, I got all these bitches sayin' it (the hoes)
Dancing through the pressure
Boss bitch, so I'm livin' like Griselda, uh
I'll wear furs in any weather
Outfits drip, I can put some shit together, uh
I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever
You know the clique, I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever, uh
I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever
I'm with the shits, I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever, uh (uh)
And I ain't never had to tap in (I don't)
And you'll get backhand for playin' with my backend (the fuck?)
In case some shit get to crackin'
Reverse my whips for the dip, I always back in (vroom)
And any hood that I've been in (I been there)
It's always real-ass niggas that I've been with (they still there)
That's 'cause these real niggas feel this (uh)
And if I fucked with 'em back when, I'm probably still is (I am)
I don't never fuck with new hoes (I don't)
To fuck with me, they jump through hurdles and loopholes (the holes)
I want a new Rolex that's two-toned (stones)
Mix the white with the purple, nigga, two stones (they cold)
I still chill in my city (in my city)
Shout out to dez, I probably got my guys with me (guys with me)
That's my back and eyes with me
If they by my side
Then my guys strapped with 9 Milli's (ba-ba-ba-boom)
Dancing through the pressure
Boss bitch, so I'm livin' like Griselda, uh
I'll wear furs in any weather
Outfits drip, I can put some shit together, uh
I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever
You know the clique, I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever, uh
I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever
I'm with the shits, I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever, uh (uh)
These bitches hype, but I know I been a bigger deal (deal)
Rich, but I'm a nigga still (nigga still)
Just drink champagne with all my chicken meals (with all my chicken)
My wrist's diamonds bigger than (the stones)
That lil' crib that you got your mama chillin' in (room)
Had a small one and got a bigger Benz (big Benz)
I live the real life you bitches think y'all livin' in (I live this)
I pull up drop tops all day (I swerve)
Only purple whips, nigga, in all shades (on the curve)
My niggas hard body in all ways (ya heard)
We pull up, parlay in our hoods in broad day (ba-ba-ba-boom)
I'm not the one you play with (no)
I'm from the west side, nigga, on some bay shit (west coast)
These niggas know what my name is
I ain't gotta say it, I got all these bitches sayin' it (the hoes)
Dancing through the pressure
Boss bitch, so I'm livin' like Griselda, uh
I'll wear furs in any weather
Outfits drip, I can put some shit together, uh
I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever
You know the clique, I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever, uh
I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever
I'm with the shits, I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever, uh (uh)
And I ain't never had to tap in (I don't)
And you'll get backhand for playin' with my backend (the fuck?)
In case some shit get to crackin'
Reverse my whips for the dip, I always back in (vroom)
And any hood that I've been in (I been there)
It's always real-ass niggas that I've been with (they still there)
That's 'cause these real niggas feel this (uh)
And if I fucked with 'em back when, I'm probably still is (I am)
I don't never fuck with new hoes (I don't)
To fuck with me, they jump through hurdles and loopholes (the holes)
I want a new Rolex that's two-toned (stones)
Mix the white with the purple, nigga, two stones (they cold)
I still chill in my city (in my city)
Shout out to dez, I probably got my guys with me (guys with me)
That's my back and eyes with me
If they by my side
Then my guys strapped with 9 Milli's (ba-ba-ba-boom)
Dancing through the pressure
Boss bitch, so I'm livin' like Griselda, uh
I'll wear furs in any weather
Outfits drip, I can put some shit together, uh
I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever
You know the clique, I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever, uh
I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever
I'm with the shits, I'm 'bout whatever, bitch, whenever, uh (uh)
Credits
Writer(s): Clarence Eugene Thomas, Kamaiyah Johnson
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