Lyrics to Whatever
Nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got

Uh-huh, yeah, nigga, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you like me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got niggas that the hoes'll know they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the first and all the flowers
Hеy-hey, the instant killer, bitch, I jump for Jovi, not DеGavin
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'm the dragon, do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm the pressure

What's my favorite sport? A Maserati
[?] twinnin' with my body-yody
'Cause niggas scared, they thinkin' 'bout me, go and ladi-dadi
Don't be stingy, boy, make me a Maserati mommy (Come on)
He think he special, but he only know what I've been showin'
He think I'm stupid, bae, like I don't know this nigga horny
But I've been shockin' for a minute, they just did my tourin'
Don't let him have a fresh cut of cash, I'm likely gone

Uh-huh, yeah, nigga, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you like me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got niggas that the hoes'll know they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the first and all the flowers
Hey-hey, the instant killer, bitch, I jump for Jovi, not DeGavin
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'm the dragon, do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm the pressure

I'm the realest bitch, niggas faker than some [?]
Steady blowin' up my phone to say, "What's up?" I say, "Whatever"
Got-got-got them bitin' on my style, feel and knit you like a sweater
'Cause they wanna take my style, but ho, you can't 'cause you could never (Yeah, right)
Can't trust my bitches from the past, I know I'm better
Got money on me that I'll make it like a batter (Hey)
If you baby checkin', bae, you gotta let it
If that nigga say he like me, go explain it in a letter (He like me)

Nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh; whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever; it's like)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever; I heard it from him)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh; I heard it again, uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever; what the hell?)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh; I hate these niggas, like for real)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got

Uh-huh, yeah, nigga, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you like me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got niggas that the hoes'll know they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the first and all the flowers
Hey-hey, the instant killer, bitch, I jump for Jovi not DeGavin
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'm the dragon, do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm the pressure

They dirty as fuck, ugly as fuck like— (Damn, like ugly as shit)
Like pay my bills or don't come around (Hahahahaha)
Oh, he ain't got no money?
No money, brokie
Brokie, hahahahaha
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