w.h.w.

jarren benton

i'm like whatever

we like whatever

she like whatever

i say whatever

however

whatever

i'm like whatever

however

whatever

we like whatever

however

whatever

she like whatever

however

whatever

i say whatever

however

whatever

pull up on that nigga for that money like whatever

pull up on your bitch only for the night

however

we can shoot it out

we can fight this

whatever

whatever

however

whatever

okay

i'm back like fat bitch at a buffet

my god

mister benton

you're the shit i must say

kill them all and then i peel off in the mustang

niggas ain't shit

but a towel bowl stain

death to the label

disappointing y'all lames

fuck an ak

i'll probably stick a fork in yo brains

excuse me

bitch

while i powder my nose

while i'm gone to the bar tell them bring more drinks

bullshit walks

the money talks

after i hit the pussy

ho

you have a funny walk

i ain't your average nigga with a gun and malt liquor

hit a motherfucker

like a thunderbolt

i'm not a human being

i'm a poltergeist

shoot a nigga

pop a wheelie on a motorbike

that bitch said you couldn't poke her right

so she lay the poker face

like it's poker night

i came turnt down

loud

got my head spinning like a turn style

let the booth on fire

let the bitch burn down

get it ho niggas

while the bitch perm out

my niggas on weed

liquor

syrup

and dust

remember? motherfuckers never loved us

it's the 9536

niggas get bucked

throw a chair at a motherfucker

tear the club up

okay

it's whatever

nigga

it can get ugly

pull up in yo hood in a fucking dune buggie

knock the horse off yo polo bugby

couple screws loose

bitch

i'm so nutty

ya

ditch digga for a bitch nigga

fuck around and get disfigured

get witter if i mix liquor

throwing deuces at a whore

if she's not a dick licker

sipping 1800 silver

bitch nigga better get familiar

imma kill for my la familia

put them in a trunk

blood in my interior

bullets ring out

like i'm out in syria

east side

'til i'm floating in the deep sea

throw a rapper off of high flights

watch his body fly

his body parts flip apart down of fleet street

let a mark try me

like dej loaf

turn his motherfucking brains in the egg yolk

yeah

ho

you the type to let the feds know

surrounded by a bunch of snake niggas like deathstroke