Smokepurpp - It's Whatever

Smokepurpp - It's Whatever
May 29th, 2020
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Smokepurpp shares new song "It's Whatever." from his upcoming album “Florida Jit.” Produced by CuBeatz & Ronny J

Lyrics

Ronny J on the beat, bitch

I don't trip on a bitch, it's whatever (Yeah)
All this money, I'm changin' the weather (Uh)
And I'm bussin' this bitch at whoever
Bitch I'm poppin' my shit on whoever (Yeah)
If it ain't 'bout the money, it's whatever (It's whatever)
Forty bands on the fit, it's whatever (Bitch)
These invisible set, diamonds wetter (Uh)

Put some racks in the bank like a TD (Racks)
That lil' nigga a shrimp, he a PeeWee
I got rich, I been yellin' off feed me (Uh)
And I'm checkin' this beat, I ain't CD
Nigga smoke the propane that's straight out the BP
Popped in the kitchen, still whippin' up 
I keep a nine on me, call it big Nini
Glock 26, bake a nigga like panini
(Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
Got my pockets on strong, feel like Hercules (Hercules)
That bitch lyin', she say she ain't heard of me (Yeah)
If the bitch off the xans it's a blur to me (Uh)
If I can't keep the gun, I can't go in there
And the bowl on my wrist, am I fittin' there? (Yeah)
If she bad I then I just might go pee in her (Yeah)
Bitch I'ma dog like it's freezin' here (Uh)

I don't trip on a bitch, it's whatever (Yeah)
All this money, I'm changin' the weather (Uh)
And I'm bussin' this bitch at whoever
Bitch I'm poppin' my shit on whoever (Yeah)
If it ain't 'bout the money, it's whatever (It's whatever)
Forty bands on the fit, it's whatever (Bitch)
These invisible set, diamonds wetter (Uh)
I don't trip on a bitch, it's whatever (Yeah)
All this money, I'm changin' the weather (Uh)
And I'm bussin' this bitch at whoever
Bitch I'm poppin' my shit on whoever (Yeah)
If it ain't 'bout the money, it's whatever (It's whatever)
Forty bands on the fit, it's whatever (Bitch)
These invisible set, diamonds wetter (Uh)

My shit pop out the cut like a dope fiend
Had to stop poppin' percs I need codeine (Yeah)
With the stick or rock I give 'em nosebleeds (Uh)
Bitch I'm knockin' shit down like we ballin' (Yeah)
Me my chauffeur, fuck a bitch, maybe two of them
I'ma light this bitch up if your crew in there
Put my stamp on a bitch like a vaccine
And they know I stay clean like a quarantine (Yeah)
Nigga fuck up with me and get popped
Spin the block, finna get on the opp (Yeah)
If he testin' we bustin' his at his top
Ain't no head on his bitch it's a drop
And the FN on me it gon' pop
Nigga 
Fuck his bitch she get left in the car (Bitch)

I don't trip on a bitch, it's whatever (Yeah)
All this money, I'm changin' the weather (Uh)
And I'm bussin' this bitch at whoever
Bitch I'm poppin' my shit on whoever (Yeah)
If it ain't 'bout the money, it's whatever (It's whatever)
Forty bands on the fit, it's whatever (Bitch)
These invisible set, diamonds wetter (Uh)
I don't trip on a bitch, it's whatever (Yeah)
All this money, I'm changin' the weather (Uh)
And I'm bussin' this bitch at whoever
Bitch I'm poppin' my shit on whoever (Yeah)
If it ain't 'bout the money, it's whatever (It's whatever)
Forty bands on the fit, it's whatever (Bitch)
These invisible set, diamonds wetter (Uh)