Whateva

I just be sayin' whatever
I just be sayin' whatever
I just be sayin' whatever
I just be sayin' whatever (What?)
I just be sayin' whatever
I just be sayin' whatever (What?)
I just be sayin' whatever (Okay)
I just be sayin' whatever (Yeah)

Why they so mad, we can talk it out
Why they get mad when I'm walking out
All of my brothers be popping now
All of my brothers be rocking out
Why they so mad, we can talk it out
Why they get mad when I'm walking out
All of my brothers be popping now
All of my brothers be rocking out

I just be rappin' and shit
Plug be packin' the zip
She be liking my pics
That's why you jackin' my fits
She want to hop in the whip
She want to go on a trip
I want to stack up the chips
I got to stick to the script

Yeah, uh, big racks
My pockets fat like big macs
Uh, yeah, she like that
Breaking her back like a Kit-Kat
Oh, wait, I did that
Stop asking me 'bout a kick back
Mmm, yeah, now get back
'Cause I don't really like all the chit chat

What's my name? It's Tsuname
Want to ride the wave? Yes you can, like a Harley
She want to ride my dick like a Harley
Wait, oh I took yo bitch, I'm not sorry

Yeah I know that shawty a topper
The way she talk about the crew I know that shawty a hopper
Now I gotta drop her
She keep on tryna call me so now I gotta block her

I got to stack a mill' so my whole family can eat
When I hit the top, I'll get paid to rap on beats
They callin' me a dragon 'cause I'm always spittin' heat
Steppin' on y'all necks in my brand new fucking sneaks

Hold on, wait, I got the Ricks
I got the Bape
I'm 'bout to mix
Look at the fit
Shawty gone chase
Check out my kit
I'm 'bout to race
Ima die lit



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Robinson
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