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Whatever
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Whatever fue lanzado el 15 de abril de 2026 por Atlantic Records como parte del álbum Whatever - Single
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Video musical

Video musical

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Thomas Jude Goodwin
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Willie Gardner
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Letra

[Intro]
Nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got—
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, yeah, ****, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you love me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got ****, ask the hoes who know, they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the first and all the flowers
Hate an insecure lil' bitch, I jump for joy, we not together
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'ma drag and do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm pressure
[Verse 1]
What's my favorite sport? A Maserati
Brown interior twinnin' with my body-yody
This **** scared, been thinkin' 'bout me goin' ladi-dadi
Don't be stingy, boy, make me a Maserati mami (Come on)
He think he special, but he only know what I been showin'
He think I'm stupid bad like I don't know this **** hoin'
But I been shockin' for a minute, they just did my tourin'
Don't let him have a fresh cut of cash, I'm likely goin'
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, yeah, ****, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you love me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got ****, ask the hoes who know, they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the first and all the flowers
Hate an insecure lil' bitch, I jump for joy, we not together
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'ma drag and do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm pressure
[Verse 2]
I'm the realest bitch, **** faker than some pleather
Steady blowin' up my phone to say, "What's up?" I say, "Whatever"
Got 'em bitin' on my style, feel 'em itchin' like a sweater
'Cause they wanna take my spot, but, ho, you can't 'cause you could never (Right)
Can't trust y'all bitches in the past, I know I'm better
Got money on me that I'm makin' like a batter (Yeah)
If your bad bitch actin' bad, you gotta let her
If that **** say he love me, go explain it in a letter
[Bridge]
Nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever, I hate these **** like for real)
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, yeah, ****, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you love me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got ****, ask the hoes who know, they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the first and all the flowers
Hate an insecure lil' bitch, I jump for joy, we not together
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'ma drag and do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm pressure
[Outro]
They dirty as fuck, ugly as fuck like— (Damn, like ugly as shit)
Pay my bills or don't come 'round (Hahahaha)
That bitch ain't got no money
No money, brokie
Brokie, hahahaha
Written by: Abria Parrish, Armando Mejia Hernandez, Brian McGee, Darnell Jamar Donohue, David Love, David Murdoch, David Rudden, Douglas Muirden, Dwight Myers, Ernest Brown III, Paul Wishart, Thomas Jude Goodwin, Willie Gardner
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