Whatever Means ft. WMN Kloud Lyrics

Aye

Yeah

I don't even like to hug

Riding 'round town, I'm in a bug

Fucking yo bitch, I'm a dove

Fucking yo bitch, keep it tucked

Keeping that magnum, yeah, I'm a dove

Ha

With my twin, we fucking it up

We fucking it up

I wake up, and I know wassup

We fucking it up, yo bitch busy sucking me up

I hand her a pill in the morning, she gone eat it up

And Imma die lit with some lean

(Phooo)

Pull up you know that I'm smoking on green

Shoutout to dopamine, that be the team

Uh

When it come to pill yeah, you know I'm a fiend

When it come to smoking, you know I'm a fiend

I'm up in the moon, I'm up up in space, I'm right off a bean

I'm chilling with Tino, I'm chilling with Tavin, and Paco, the team

I'm chill with the gang, the motherfucking gang that's dopamine

Yeah

(I just like the record name whatever means records)

Shoutout out to whatever means

Yeah

Aye

I steady be smoking that green

I'm the man that's behind the scenes

Fuck it up, you gone know what I mean

Going insane, yeah, I'm out of my body, I'm rolling off all on that bean

Life is a game, and you act like John Gotti, so you getting popped in that spleen

I'm out of my body, I'm rich like I'm roddy

I'm smacking you, you look like a geek

Wake up in the morning, I don't even try, but you know that I'm motherfucking geeked

I don't know, got a hundred thousand, that's just all right on my sleeves

Imma pull up on yo bitch, and you ain't gonna hear it, you know Imma sneak

I might pull off in a Urus, pull off in a range, and pull off in a tank

Fuck on yo bitch from the back, and she look at me, and you know she say thanks

I might just go hand her a pill, I might go count up, a hundred, a mill

I might've fucked on yo bitch, and fucking yo bitch, now my wok gonna spill