Whatever You Want
Ha, yeah
I walk it, I walk
I never did trip about losses
Cause I make it back in a month
Yeah
And I got whatever you want
Quit asking me shit that I don't know
I don't wanna talk we are not bros
He think its a lot but I got more
She think ima trick but I'm not tho
They gone eat up the drip like it nachos
Stop stealing the drip it is not yo's
Open that that's where the Glock go
Now close it back and hit the lock hoe
I been could have me me a lot mo
Got some shit in the bay that will not grow
When its hot what the fuck ima fly for
Ha, what the fuck ima fly for
The last time I took me a flight out the cali they took 50 racks that a lot bro
It took me three weeks just to make it right back, ha what the fuck ima cry for
And I'm lit what the fuck ima lie for
Having shit that a nigga will die for
I can count up a hundred with my eyes closes
While you running around with a blind fold
No cap in my rap if I said it I did it I don't have to wear no disguise hoe
And this shit getting real if I get me a deal I'll split it up with the guys hoe
They the ones that a nigga will ride for
If you play they gone make yo ass die slow
My lil bro, he standing like 5'4
But he aint gone play with that iron tho
All of my bitches they bad
Dont fuck with no ducks only fine hoes
Petty ass bitch doing all that capping
You can't even fuck with my side hoe
I walk it, I walk it
I walk in that bitch with some bosses
I never did trip about losses
Cause I'll make it back in a month
My diamonds came out the faucet
I put my faith in these crosses
Im reing up with the profit
And I got whatever you wantI walk it, I walk it
I walk in that bitch with some bosses
I never did trip about losses
Cause I'll make it back in a month
My diamonds came out the faucet
I put my faith in these crosses
Im reing up with the profit
And I got whatever you want
I'll wipe ya nose like ya nose running
You better watch out when the bros coming
Cause I'll beat ya ass like you stole something
Stop asking me shit, I don't know nothing
Im city to city im selling them bows
Thats why they call me a roadrunner
Im popping my shit, im having this shit
I been doing this shit for like four summers
I know I look like a lick nigga
I look like im selling them bricks nigga
Go ahead and try if you wanna
I bet that you get yo ass hit nigga
I heard that pussy ass shit nigga
That nigga aint talking bout shit nigga
That nigga aint talking bout shit nigga
That lil ass shit you made in six months
I put that shit on my wrist nigga
I gave that shit to my bitch nigga
We spent that shit on a trip nigga
I spent that shit on a fir nigga
I told you that im really lit nigga
I do this shit for the clique nigga
I know that making you sick nigga
I really came from the bricks nigga
Im really having this shit nigga
I walk it, I walk it
I walk in that bitch with some bosses
I never did trip about losses
Cause I'll make it back in a month
My diamonds came out the faucet
I put my faith in these crosses
Im reing up with the profit
And I got whatever you wantI walk it, I walk it
I walk in that bitch with some bosses
I never did trip about losses
Cause I'll make it back in a month
My diamonds came out the faucet
I put my faith in these crosses
Im reing up with the profit
And I got whatever you want
I walk it, I walk
I never did trip about losses
Cause I make it back in a month
Yeah
And I got whatever you want
Quit asking me shit that I don't know
I don't wanna talk we are not bros
He think its a lot but I got more
She think ima trick but I'm not tho
They gone eat up the drip like it nachos
Stop stealing the drip it is not yo's
Open that that's where the Glock go
Now close it back and hit the lock hoe
I been could have me me a lot mo
Got some shit in the bay that will not grow
When its hot what the fuck ima fly for
Ha, what the fuck ima fly for
The last time I took me a flight out the cali they took 50 racks that a lot bro
It took me three weeks just to make it right back, ha what the fuck ima cry for
And I'm lit what the fuck ima lie for
Having shit that a nigga will die for
I can count up a hundred with my eyes closes
While you running around with a blind fold
No cap in my rap if I said it I did it I don't have to wear no disguise hoe
And this shit getting real if I get me a deal I'll split it up with the guys hoe
They the ones that a nigga will ride for
If you play they gone make yo ass die slow
My lil bro, he standing like 5'4
But he aint gone play with that iron tho
All of my bitches they bad
Dont fuck with no ducks only fine hoes
Petty ass bitch doing all that capping
You can't even fuck with my side hoe
I walk it, I walk it
I walk in that bitch with some bosses
I never did trip about losses
Cause I'll make it back in a month
My diamonds came out the faucet
I put my faith in these crosses
Im reing up with the profit
And I got whatever you wantI walk it, I walk it
I walk in that bitch with some bosses
I never did trip about losses
Cause I'll make it back in a month
My diamonds came out the faucet
I put my faith in these crosses
Im reing up with the profit
And I got whatever you want
I'll wipe ya nose like ya nose running
You better watch out when the bros coming
Cause I'll beat ya ass like you stole something
Stop asking me shit, I don't know nothing
Im city to city im selling them bows
Thats why they call me a roadrunner
Im popping my shit, im having this shit
I been doing this shit for like four summers
I know I look like a lick nigga
I look like im selling them bricks nigga
Go ahead and try if you wanna
I bet that you get yo ass hit nigga
I heard that pussy ass shit nigga
That nigga aint talking bout shit nigga
That nigga aint talking bout shit nigga
That lil ass shit you made in six months
I put that shit on my wrist nigga
I gave that shit to my bitch nigga
We spent that shit on a trip nigga
I spent that shit on a fir nigga
I told you that im really lit nigga
I do this shit for the clique nigga
I know that making you sick nigga
I really came from the bricks nigga
Im really having this shit nigga
I walk it, I walk it
I walk in that bitch with some bosses
I never did trip about losses
Cause I'll make it back in a month
My diamonds came out the faucet
I put my faith in these crosses
Im reing up with the profit
And I got whatever you wantI walk it, I walk it
I walk in that bitch with some bosses
I never did trip about losses
Cause I'll make it back in a month
My diamonds came out the faucet
I put my faith in these crosses
Im reing up with the profit
And I got whatever you want
Credits
Writer(s): Darrain Rudolph
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