[Hook:]
I told her whatever
If she ain't my Mrs., then she missing out
I know you can't do better
I'm known for the crown when we coming to town
Can't approach it, but I let her
And I just went to check out my bank account
And it's full of blue cheddar
I told her whatever
I told her whatever

I told her whatever
If she ain't my Mrs., then she missing out
I know you can't do better
I'm known for the crown when we coming to town
Can't approach it, but I let her
And I just went to check out my bank account
And it's full of blue cheddar
I told her whatever
I told her whatever
I told her-

[Verse 1:]
Shit, I hope I don't go crazy
Don't fuck with no fake, no fugaze
I'm 17, but I done bodied these rappers
I got nothing else to do lately
They don't wanna see you winning
They don't wanna see you winning
I got my first dub 'fore I got my first L and I burned my first L as an infant, ooh!
Don't act like you don't know me
Don't act like you don't know me
Don't call my phone, I'ma watch that shit ring
Know why?
'Cause, boy, we are not homies, we are not homies
Beat got my chest too weak
I've been feeling like a drink chlorine
So, I beat the beat up
Yeah, I beat the beat up
Yeah boy, man, I swear I got that bitch on both knees
Yeah, right
I'm killing shit, killing shit
Ya'll don't really know who you dealing with
Ya'll don't really know when he come with the flow, 'cause he beat got me coming too ignorant
I plead the fifth, then hit on a lifted chick
Clearly not with the shit, shit has been a myth
Since, I was not really going in
I been going ham on every instrumental they handing me
Shit, I'm getting a little closer to insanity
And they asking me why I'm feeling this way
It's 'cause I'm pretty much that ain't nobody gonna handle me
Shit, it's lit like a candle, G
Shit, it's getting too deep like a cavity
But, I got like two D's in academy
And I got a beep-beep from your shawty, yee!
And I got the whole world on my back and that shit kinda hurt
Man, I wish it was feeling me, ooh!

[Hook:]
I told her whatever
If she ain't my Mrs., then she missing out
I know you can't do better
I'm known for the crown when we coming to town
Can't approach it, but I let her
And I just went to check out my bank account
And it's full of blue cheddar
I told her whatever
I told her whatever

I told her whatever
If she ain't my Mrs., then she missing out
I know you can't do better
I'm known for the crown when we coming to town
Can't approach it, but I let her
And I just went to check out my bank account
And it's full of blue cheddar
I told her whatever
I told her whatever
I told her-