Whatever You Want Lyrics

Nah, for real though

Cash, bags, tags, racks, whatever you want just ask

I know my gang is wit' me, you know the pain is wit' me

They keep them bangers wit' 'em

They thuggin', painless wit' it

We shop until we drop, you know the outfit worth at least a key

Carry my heart on my sleeve

Come push start, don't need no keys

If you take a breather, you might get lost, you better stay up wit' it

Never sleep, I'm always working, got to keep that spirit

My watch three-hundred, get some money, get to buying Philippes

My music art, should be the richest, be inside exhibit

Everything accomplished, did it

Whatever you want you get it

Loud is what we smoking

Uhn, uhn, no, no, you ain't hearing crickets

This a Hellcat not a Charger

Run up, you gon' see the Father

Dissing me, say you gon' "spark me"

Been a year and I ain't fallen

Suicide door whip, chains hang, no slave shit

In the coupe, I'm off the 'Gnac, straight to the yo', I got it back

Straight to the yo, I got it back

This real rap, with real facts

Yo' cars leased, that's real fake

This real rap with real stakes

This real bread, so watch fakes

Got cut grass with no snakes

Diamonds gushing, uh

Yeah, just like a real lake

Switching up the flow like I switch my clothes

Do it like the pros

Right foot creeping, stay on top your toes

Off the lean, he finna doze

Wanna do a show

Got to go promote to get onto the road

Wanna roll inside a Rolls

Cash, bags, tags, racks, whatever you want just ask

I know my gang is wit' me, you know the pain is wit' me

They keep them bangers wit' 'em

They thuggin', painless wit' it

We shop until we drop, you know the outfit worth at least a key

Carry my heart on my sleeve

Come push start, don't need no keys

If you take a breather, you might get lost, you better stay up wit' it

Never sleep, I'm always working, got to keep that spirit

My watch three-hundred, get some money, get to buying Philippes

My music art, should be the richest, be inside exhibit

Everything accomplished, did it

Whatever you want you get it

Loud is what we smoking

Uhn, uhn, no, no, you ain't hearing crickets

We still on top the second verse

Play with me, you voodoo cursed

Barbies on me like I'm Ken

Got a play house and a pen

I can write a note and lead you to your death

Yeah, I can write a note and lead you to your- yeah, look

Took a breather, went and drank a liter and I chiefed a steamer

I'm a liar, I ain't doing neither, I'm hot like a fever

Give a reason why I should stop rapping, I can't get one either

I got some that y'all need to hear like I am a preacher

Took an L, won't take one again, 'cause I see the light

It's shining bright, like a shinigami, looking for some plight

The chopper sing, when I let it off, like Mariah Carey

It's getting scary, finna grab my Nickel, and go grab a cannon

Cash, bags, tags, racks, whatever you want just ask

I know my gang is wit' me, you know the pain is wit' me

They keep them bangers wit' 'em

They thuggin', painless wit' it

We shop until we drop, you know the outfit worth at least a key

Carry my heart on my sleeve

Come push start, don't need no keys

If you take a breather, you might get lost, you better stay up wit' it

Never sleep, I'm always working, got to keep that spirit

My watch three-hundred, get some money, get to buying Philippes

My music art, should be the richest, be inside exhibit

Everything accomplished, did it

Whatever you want you get it

Loud is what we smoking

Uhn, uhn, no, no, you ain't hearing crickets

I told you, "you not hearing crickets"

Took the game and ran with it

Took the shit by storm, no, I ain't ask and I'm still in it

Know that we forever spinning, long live Ciah, know we winning

I know my lawyer pending, bitch

Big drip, big spending

Double R, stars wishing

When I get inside that mode I'm eating, so just let me finish

If you tryna rob me, just better do it smartly

Or you become a target, accurate like the army

DTB, I don't trust bitches

If you want it, you can get it

No, I don't condone the snitching

Rapping profits make a killing

Tryna get myself a million (nah, for real though)

Aye, aye, aye, label who tryna come deal me (come- come sign me, come sign me)

Cash, bags, tags, racks, whatever you want just ask

I know my gang is wit' me, you know the pain is wit' me

They keep them bangers wit' 'em

They thuggin', painless wit' it

We shop until we drop, you know the outfit worth at least a key

Carry my heart on my sleeve

Come push start, don't need no keys

If you take a breather, you might get lost, you better stay up wit' it

Never sleep, I'm always working, got to keep that spirit

My watch three-hundred, get some money, get to buying Philippes

My music art, should be the richest, be inside exhibit

Everything accomplished, did it

Whatever you want you get it

Loud is what we smoking

Uhn, uhn, no, no, you ain't hearing crickets

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