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We Wit Whatever
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Hip-Hop/Rap
We Wit Whatever was released on December 1, 2023 by 1017/Atlantic as a part of the album Frozone
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AlbumFrozone
Release DateDecember 1, 2023
Label1017/Atlantic
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Scarr
Big Scarr
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Woods
Alexander Woods
Songwriter
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Krishon Gaines
Krishon Gaines
Songwriter
Taylor Page Sanchez
Taylor Page Sanchez
Songwriter
Frank Nicholas Dechellis
Frank Nicholas Dechellis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Nicholas Dechellis
Frank Nicholas Dechellis
Producer
Bandplay
Bandplay
Producer
The Trillionaires
The Trillionaires
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Woah
Let's go (Drvmlord)
(Let the band play)
Woah, woah
[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, we with whatever (Whatever)
Lil' boy, you broke, need to get it together (Get it together)
I ran it up, nothin' but bags on my schedule (Bags on my schedule)
Had to drop out, I knew I was ahead of them (I was ahead of them)
We put them 'bows on the road, shoutout Megabus (Megabus)
Demons with me, chopper turn 'em to angel dust (Angle dust)
I was down bad, to my last, had to run it up (My last)
They ain't fuck with me 'til they seen me comin' up (Now bad bitches runnin' up)
Uh, yeah, we with whatever (Whatever)
Lil' boy, you broke, need to get it together (Get it together)
I ran it up, nothin' but bags on my schedule (Bags on my schedule)
Had to drop out, I knew I was ahead of them (I was ahead of them)
We put them 'bows on the road, shoutout Megabus (Megabus)
Demons with me, chopper turn 'em to angel dust (Angle dust)
I was down bad, to my last, had to run it up (My last)
They ain't fuck with me 'til they seen me comin' up (Now bad bitches runnin' up)
[Verse 1]
We got the sticks in the club in New York (The fire)
How you want beef? You gon' send me to court (What?)
We bustin' 'bows down in the resort (Bust down)
Real street ****, can't go for extortion (Nope)
Ran up my cake, got my **** a Porsche (A piece)
Mud in my cup, I move slow like a tortoise (Tortoise)
V8 my engine, hit the gas, yeah, I floor it (Floor it, I floor it)
Smash your main bitch, put that shit on record (I own that)
New foreign coupe, 'member ridin' in the Ford (Now I'm the man)
Look at the trends, watch these **** abort (They copy, they watchin')
Uh, hop off a PJ with bags in the duffel (Yoom)
Pick up my ends, give the bags to the trucker (The trucker)
I'm one-of-one, no, you won't find another
[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, we with whatever (Whatever)
Lil' boy, you broke, need to get it together (Get it together)
I ran it up, nothin' but bags on my schedule (Bags on my schedule)
Had to drop out, I knew I was ahead of them (I was ahead of them)
We put them 'bows on the road, shoutout Megabus (Megabus)
Demons with me, chopper turn 'em to angel dust (Angle dust)
I was down bad, to my last, had to run it up (My last)
They ain't fuck with me 'til they seen me comin' up (Now bad bitches runnin' up)
Uh, yeah, we with whatever (Whatever)
Lil' boy, you broke, need to get it together (Get it together)
I ran it up, nothin' but bags on my schedule (Bags on my schedule)
Had to drop out, I knew I was ahead of them (I was ahead of them)
We put them 'bows on the road, shoutout Megabus (Megabus)
Demons with me, chopper turn 'em to angel dust (Angle dust)
I was down bad, to my last, had to run it up (My last)
They ain't fuck with me 'til they seen me comin' up (Now bad bitches runnin' up)
Written by: Alexander Woods, Bryson Potts, Frank Nicholas Dechellis, Krishon Gaines, Taylor Page Sanchez
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