It's in my cup, ew
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is, whatever gon' come, whatever it is
I tuned up a Barbie, and now she–, ha-ha, ayy
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is, whatever gon' come, whatever it is
Whatever gon'–, ayy, ayy, ayy
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is, whatever gon' come, whatever it is
I tuned up the Barbie, and now she a Brat
I went to Starlet's to make more friends
I'm a artist with firearms, it's cliche, but, shit, it's me
She don't like rappers, but I'm unique
See, I be shakin' and shit in my sleep
If you scared, then you get lost
I turned a hoe to a mafia boss
Made niggas like in the movies, but ain't no credits, you get knocked off
I'm so high, this hoe in 2D, let's just fuck with the lights off
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is
I'm drinkin' some shit, don't recommend
I got marks and I got scars, I covered it up with Chrome and Rick
I can't take shit to the heart if a nigga who said it still don't got shit
I give so and so my heart, she gotta give it back when Alexis here
Fuck everybody, I left it there, I won't carry this everywhere
Leave that soft shit at the crib, and have your money own in there
Don't believe in that someone, when it's me, just play it fair
I'm a Freeband youngin', it ain't finessin', it's a skill, nigga
Ayy, nigga, ayy
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is, whatever gon' come, whatever it is
Whatever gon'–, ayy, nigga, ayy
Whatever gon' come with a nigga it is, whatever gon' come, whatever it is
Whatever gon'–, ay, ayy, ayy
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is, whatever gon' come, whatever it is
Whatever gon'–, ayy, ayy, ayy
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is, whatever gon' come, whatever it is
Whatever gon'–, ayy, ayy, ayy
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is, whatever gon' come, whatever it is
Whatever gon'–, nigga
I'm a freeband youngin', it ain't finessin', it's a skill, nigga
Top, Top Ski
Like who else?
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