Artist: Jarren Benton f/ Sy Ari Da Kid Album: Slow Motion (EP) Song: W.H.W. Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Intro: Sy Ari Da Kid & Jarren Benton] I'm like whatever We like whatever (K-K-Kato on the track, bitch) She like whatever I say whatever, however, whatever [Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid] 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 [Verse 1: Jarren Benton] 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 [Bridge: Jarren Benton] 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 [Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid] [Verse 2: Jarren Benton] 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 [Bridge: Jarren Benton] [Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]