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Whatever

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Whatever è stato pubblicato il 15 aprile 2026 da Atlantic Records come parte dell'album Whatever - Single

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumWhatever - Single

Data di uscita15 aprile 2026

EtichettaAtlantic Records

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM100

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Bri3

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Abria Parrish

Songwriter

Armando Mejia Hernandez

Armando Mejia Hernandez

Songwriter

Brian McGee

Songwriter

Darnell Jamar Donohue

Darnell Jamar Donohue

Songwriter

David Love

Songwriter

David Murdoch

Songwriter

David Rudden

Songwriter

Douglas Muirden

Douglas Muirden

Songwriter

Dwight Myers

Songwriter

Ernest Brown III

Ernest Brown III

Songwriter

Paul Wishart

Songwriter

Thomas Jude Goodwin

Thomas Jude Goodwin

Songwriter

Willie Gardner

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

MixedByBreezy

Mixing Engineer

Charlie Heat

Producer

Darnell Got It

Producer

dot

Producer

Mondo Fresh

Producer

6IXX

Recording Engineer

Dennis "The Aftrparty" Del Angel

Dennis "The Aftrparty" Del Angel

Recording Engineer

Testi

[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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