Smokepurpp and Ronny J - It's Whatever
Ronny J on the beat, bitchI don't trip off a bitch, it's whatever (yeah)
All this money, I'm changing the weather (uh)
And I'm busting this bitch at whoever (bih)
Bitch, I'm poppin' my shit on whoever (gang)
If it ain't 'bout the money, it's whatever (it's whatever)
Forty bands on a fit, it's whatever (bitch)
These invisible set diamonds wetter (huh)
Busting racks at the bank nigga TD (rack)
That lil' nigga a shrimp he a pee wee
I got rich now they yelling out feed me (huh)
And I'm taking his bitch not his CD (bitch)
Nigga smoking propane that's straight out of BP
Pots in the kitchen still whipping up rain (yeah)
I keep than nine on me call that bitch nee nee
Glock 26 bake a nigga like panini (bih, bih, bih, bih)
Got my pockets on swole feel like Hercules (Hercules)
That bitch lying if she say she ain't heard of me (yeah)
Hit the bitch off of Xans the shit a blur to me (uh)
If I can't keep my gun I can't go in there (bih)
In the bowl with my wrist and feet in there (yeah)
If she bad I might just go pee in there (yeah)
Bitch I'm a dog like there flees in there (uh)
I don't trip off a bitch, it's whatever (yeah)
All this money, I'm changing the weather (uh)
And I'm busting this bitch at whoever (bih)
Bitch, I'm poppin' my shit on whoever (gang)
If it ain't 'bout the money, it's whatever (it's whatever)
Forty bands on a fit, it's whatever (bitch)
These invisible set diamonds wetter (huh)
I don't trip off a bitch, it's whatever (yeah)
All this money, I'm changing the weather (uh)
And I'm busting this bitch at whoever (bih)
Bitch, I'm poppin' my shit on whoever (gang)
If it ain't 'bout the money, it's whatever (it's whatever)
Forty bands on a fit, it's whatever (bitch)
These invisible set diamonds wetter (huh)
Watch me pop out the cut like a dope fiend (huh)
Had to stop poppin' Percs I need Codeine (yeah)
With a stick I rock out give them nosebleeds (uh)
Bitch I'm knocking shit down like we bowling (yeah)
Leave my show, fuck a bitch maybe two of them (Perc)
I'm gonna light this bitch up if your crew in there
Put my stamp on a bitch like a vaccine (whoa)
And they know I stay clean like a quarantine (yeah, whoa, uh)
Nigga fuck 'round with me and get popped (bop, bop, bop)
Spin the block spin again on the opp (yeah)
If he testin' we bust at his top (bust at his top)
There's no head on this bitch it's a drop (uh)
And the FN on me it go bop (bitch)
Nigga feelin' like Fabo a star (yeah)
Fuck his bitch she get left in the car (bitch)
I don't trip off a bitch, it's whatever (yeah)
All this money, I'm changing the weather (uh)
And I'm busting this bitch at whoever (bih)
Bitch, I'm poppin' my shit on whoever (gang)
If it ain't 'bout the money, it's whatever (it's whatever)
Forty bands on a fit, it's whatever (bitch)
These invisible set diamonds wetter (huh)
I don't trip off a bitch, it's whatever (yeah)
All this money, I'm changing the weather (uh)
And I'm busting this bitch at whoever (bih)
Bitch, I'm poppin' my shit on whoever (gang)
If it ain't 'bout the money, it's whatever (it's whatever)
Forty bands on a fit, it's whatever (bitch)
These invisible set diamonds wetter (huh)
Written by:
Kevin Gomringer, Omar Jeffery Pineiro, Ronald Spence Jr., Tim Gomringer
Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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