Whatever Come With It Songtext
von BIG30

Future Hendrix, 30
Whatever come wit′ it
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd (big blrrrd)

When gang- - pop off, most of you - don't get into that (get into that)
Can′t post on my block, meal rinse, how that where they sendin' at? (They killin' it)
Catch me by myself, skinny jeans, 40 racks, a fitted hat (a fitted hat)
And we gon′ come through first, me and my n- don′t do spinnin' back (at all)

Ain′t no understandin', and all of them kills, they over-stood (blrrrd, they over-stood)
Slide down, one deep, stand over him like a hoverboard (blrrrd)
These rapper be lame and they ain′t skreet, talmbout they close to hood (ain't close to hood)
WO8, whacked on a rival, know we overdo it (it′s murder)

Blrrrd (blrrrd), talmbout a no-show in the city (what?)
I'm tryna kill a n-, so they gotta give me 50 (on God)
Ju' got off the phone with Shiest′ (Shiest′), he told me, "They tryna get me" (free Shiest')
And the feds don′t know nothin', he said, "Them folks handin′ out digit"


Damn (damn), them folks really tryna get me (tryna get me)
I gotta move strategic, can't get knocked up off my pimpin′ (at all)
Know until my heart stop (stop), BIG30 gon' handle bidness (handle bidness)
Put this - up on my back, takin' whatever that come wit′ it (that come wit′ it)

When gang- - pop off, don't get into that
We not the ones runnin′ to the internet
Whatever come wit' it, whatever come wit′ it
Yeen sellin' dope or slimin′ - out, you ain't my twin
Haters gotta be like this, that's just how I see it
Came up real treacherous, heart on freeze
Run off with my liberty, rollin′ with my demons

Seen a lotta hurt, get high and pray to the dead
Richer than Mustafa, but I made it out the jungle (yeah)
Go against, it get you lined up, in the gutter, in designer (yeah)
For my brother, I′ll take a gamble (Pluto), put your friends out on camera (Pluto)

Tote a fully auto, everywhere I'm drippin′ up the park (bah)
Had exotic - by the dozen, can't never miss a loss
She don′t talk more than two languages, she not the one (she not)
Real diamonds on me, you can see it hittin' from afar

I was skreet, wrappin′ up bales, now I rap, sellin' out the shows (fhows)
It's hard to relate to - who never killed nothin′ before (fasho)
Takin′ this pain with me everywhere I go around the globe (everywhere I go)
16 zips on me, got my cup in this load


Whatever came with the blood on the money (came with the blood)
-k all this fame, - see it any mornin' (- all this fame)
Had to keep that flame from a - tryna harm me (whoo)
Get the location on your opps, throw them a party