Whatever - Young Thug, Rich Homie Quan

Hey, Thugger Thugger

My brother, brother, hey

RH Quan, what up, nigga?

Feel me?

Forever, nigga

Hey

Any motherfuckin' day, you dig?

I forever stack this money all over these bitches

I forever keep a 100 thou' stacks inside my britches

I’ll forever put them crystals inside of my bezels

To flex on these country niggas I sell 'em whatever

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever

Niggas, I sell 'em whatever, ayy

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever, ayy

Niggas, I sell 'em whatever

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever

Money more cheddar, more cheddar

I’m up so high, I need a ladder

I’m up so high I need a ladder

Money longer than a motherfucker right now

I been fucking with Wayne ever since the Hot Boys remember lights out

And it’s the same, everybody rapping, but it ain’t hot now

And I’ve been playing games with lil' shawty

I just want her right now

Be patient, where the fuck you move to, baby?

Be ailing, pussy drier than a raisin

And I swear to God, from the backseat, can’t take it

I got money to the ceiling

From the back I make her feel it

Tell them hoes stay out our business

Tell them hoes I’m serious

Thugger that my sibling

MOB the realest

I forever stack this money all over these bitches

I forever keep a 100 thou' stacks inside my britches

I’ll forever put them crystals inside of my bezels

To flex on these country niggas I sell 'em whatever

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever

Niggas, I sell 'em whatever, ayy

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever, ayy

Niggas, I sell 'em whatever

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever

Money more cheddar, more cheddar

I’m up so high, I need a ladder

How you pulled up slime?

Me?

I pulled up flexin' in a coupe

Oooh, I swear to God we livin' better

Don’t hate, these niggas make me drop the roof

In the winter time nigga, so I got on a sweater

Gas so loud I can’t hear you

100 bitches around, Quan hit it

Nigga money stacked to the ceiling

'Til I can’t stack it no more

Marvin Gaye, sexual healing

Shawty on go

And now they wanna roll

'Cause I smile and show my golds

Pullin' up at Kinko’s, if you didn’t know that’s Japanese food

Do it all for you, you, you, you

That’s that real nigga shit, Quan, tell 'em the truth

I forever stack this money all over these bitches

I forever keep a 100 thou' stacks inside my britches

I’ll forever put them crystals inside of my bezels

To flex on these country niggas I sell 'em whatever

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever

Niggas, I sell 'em whatever, ayy

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever, ayy

Niggas, I sell 'em whatever

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever

Money more cheddar, more cheddar

I’m up so high, I need a ladder

I can’t come down right now 'cause I need a ladder

I ain’t comin' down right now, I need some wheels and a pedal

All my niggas at that tables

All of our bread up

Cain and Abel

We ain’t kill nobody

We just got birds, no Robin

Diamonds froze like Baskin Robbins

On my soul ain’t tell nobody

Thugger how you feel bruh?

You know just how niggas feel niggasI’m not a buffalo but I’m stackin' these

bills nigga

Nigga, nigga

I forever stack this money all over these bitches

I forever keep a 100 thou' stacks inside my britches

I’ll forever put them crystals inside of my bezels

To flex on these country niggas I sell 'em whatever

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever

Niggas, I sell 'em whatever, ayy

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever, ayy

Niggas, I sell 'em whatever

Bitches, I tell 'em whatever

Money more cheddar, more cheddar

I’m up so high, I need a ladder

I’m up so high, boy, I need a ladder (Sheesh)

I’m up so high, I need a ladder (Need a what?)

I’m up so high, I need a ladder (Come down, Quan, come down, Quan, come down)

Thugger, that’s my brother (Woo)

Thugger Thugger my brother, hey (My brother, my brother, brother, my brother)

Same momma, same daddy (My brother, my brother, brother, my brother)

I ain’t lyin', nigga, I ain’t rappin', no way (, I ain’t rappin', no way)

Deeper than rap (Deeper than what?)

This shit deeper than rap (What you talkin' 'bout, Quan?)

Deeper than rap (Deeper than what?)

I swear to God (Woo)

Deeper than rap, hey (Woo)

Deeper than rap, it’s deeper than rap

Deeper than rap (Blatt)