Jordan Lafaver Whatever
I heard you wanna start shit
I dated you girl, you know I'm used to it
You know I thought you had a boyfriend
Must have got bored, he wasn't hitting it right
I guess you heard me on the radio
Up on Instragram creeping on my videos
Guess I really changed up
Are you mad girl, I don't give a f..ck
I can do whatever I want
I can f..ck whoever I want
Think your home girls are on your side
Maybe I should f..ck with them one more time
Go ahead and play it off like that
You look so cute when you're mad
This for the bitch who said I'd never make it
Tell them all I never saw you naked
Bring it back, bring it back like a rebound
Hit the studio, put the drama in the background
But I'm not one to pass up a cat fight
Look at you go girl, Twitter fingers all night
I used to just brush you off
Put your body on my body 'till my voice goes soft
Wouldn't talk shit 'cause I was too nice
Too bad things change and I'm not that guy
Are you mad I got money now
Turn up the club and then burn it down
Just to spend it all on you
Crappy clothes and that cheap perfume
You hit me up like hope you're well
Hit me up when you get back from hell
So go ahead, tell me I'm wrong
I know you'll freak out when you hear this song
You say my lyrics are basic, but my dollars I'm chasing
All over the nation, keep these bitches complacent (yeah)
Got my mind on my money and I'll be damned if I blow it all on a snow-bunny (yeah)
Legs kicked up blowing some trees
Stacking paper to the ceiling while you're hating on me
And when I'm rich as f..ck it'll be a god damn shame
Not even your friends remember your name
So do all the things that I like
Put your hair up real nice (yeah)
Well I'm chillin' with a friend of yours
She asked to spend the night (spend the night)
'Cause I'mma blow up next year
I'mma be famous as f..ck next year (next year)
For the bitch who said I'd never make it
Tell them all I never saw your naked
