Whatever It Takes ft. B.TEE Lyrics

Just wait till I get home to you

Moncler the jacket, it look like a suit coat

Doubled a cup of the syrup, no fructose

Had a lil chick that was foreign and shy

Met her at 7, and left, no Kukoc

I need my paper stacked up to the sky

Damn near eight foot tall, no Manute Bol

Wanna go out to Denver but it's too cold

Intoxicated, she blew me like a soup bowl

No Plans

She love me so she do whatever it takes

I wanna see you cry and put you in designer

Just to see denim tears down your face

Racks stuff down in a duffel bag

Balenciaga's packed in a suitcase

Hunnids, instead of flowers, in your bouquet

Drop the top, the chicken fly, this a coupe chase

Get on shrooms, now we watchin' the moon change

In the trap too deep like I'm LL Cool J

I'm on the green like I'm a motherfuckin' pool table

Born in the 90s, grew up playin' Tomb Raider

Pray to the lord, everybody in my crew make it

A hustler for real, if I want I can boost cable

Only took half of the pill, gave the other to two ladies

My nigga was sippin' the drank

I had told him to put down the cup, but he can't cause he too lazy

Emotional

How you go from quoting all of my lyrics, to sayin' you hate me, you too dangerous

Loadin' up on ammunition, like I got a mission

I'm strapped up like Walker Texas Ranger

Fake the cough, and show the doctor pain level

Hi-tech, red scripts came with it

I just need my space right now

I've always told you

Just wait till I get home to you

I'd give anything

My baby, you've been my best, my only friend

She just wanna party

I just wanna listen

I think I'm too honest, and she don't pay attention

Move on one accord

We needed an extension

She never seen nothin' like me

Think I'm her fetish

Life gettin' better, don't care to explain it

Lay there and turn you into edible arrangment

Pretty in the face like she Fancy, I'm Jamie

75 zips sittin' right there in the container

Her face Mona Lisa, Picasso I paint it

No Della Reese, but the way I been movin been touched by an angel

Bust on ya face, but sometimes I fuck you like I love you

I just wanna give you my baby

Do you think about a nigga on a late night?

Do you turn to water every time you take pipe?

Do you, do you

Baby, swear I never owed you

Make a nigga wanna send payments

It don't get much better, this the top of the top

No Orville Redenbacher, but she fuck with me for poppin' a lot

I had a days where I was makin' plays

And at the end of the day, it's two hots and a cot

Teremana, put two shots on the rocks

Had lunch with a cougar, we sippin' Ciroc

Promise that I'll do whatever it take

Just to take you anywhere that you want