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, I'm not shit, 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 want a stylist to make more friends
All my idols with firearms
It's cliché, 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 ho to a mafia boss
Made niggas like in the movies
But ain't no credits, you get knocked off
I'm so high, this ho in 2D
Let's just fuck with the lights off
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is
I'm drinking 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' and
Finessing is 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', 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', ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is
Whatever gon' come, whatever it is
Whatever gon', nigga
I'm a freeband youngin' and
Finessing is a skill, nigga
Top, Top Ski
Like who else?
