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Whatever She Needs (feat. Jayce)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Whatever She Needs (feat. Jayce) was released on September 27, 2025 by Fargo & Friends Records as a part of the album NOVA
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AlbumNOVA
Release DateSeptember 27, 2025
LabelFargo & Friends Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM199

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fargo
Fargo
Vocals
Jayce Smith
Jayce Smith
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ram Muthukumaran
Ram Muthukumaran
Songwriter
Jasper McLennan
Jasper McLennan
Songwriter
Jayce Smith
Jayce Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fargo
Fargo
Co-Producer
Jxspxr
Jxspxr
Producer

Lyrics

Turn me up Jayce aye
Aye, turn me up Jayce
I'm faded as hell right now, I don't even know what's real
Everything is AI, so I'm coming with some man made
Quentin Jackson, yea I'm boutta go on rampage
Superbowl sex, make her sing like Beyonce
Sipping Bombay, she gon blow me like Pompeii
Practicing my punches cause I'm in an arms race
I need better bars, better cars, better beats, better heat
I take a sec and let it breathe
Treat my bitch like my beats, give her whatever she needs
I got dick, money, freedom, power
Me and Man Made coming up by the hour
Sorry if I jack your style, I'm just tryna make it louder
Now I'm smoking broccoli, boy you burning cauliflower
Had my heart broken, thought I'd never smile again
Now I'm chillin in the crib, cause I'm shining with my pen
Yuhhhhhhh - my next shorty gon be flawless
Feel like Russell Peters the way she suck deep (Sukhdeep) this hard dick (Hardik)
It's Fargo I'm forever, starting 2024
I grew up vegetarian but I'm a kitty carnivore
The bars got em ravin (Raven), I ain't talking Baltimore
This some freestyle shit, but I got plenty fucking more
I gotta level up on hos, settle up on scores
I've been traveling the world, next stop is the Azores
Boutta start my empire and take over the world
I feel like Justinian now I need a Theodora
Everything is AI, so I'm coming with some man made
Quentin Jackson, yea I'm boutta go on rampage
Superbowl sex, make her sing like Beyonce
Sipping Bombay, she gon blow me like Pompeii
Practicing my punches cause I'm in an arms race
I need better bars, better cars, better beats, better heat
I take a sec and let it breathe
Treat my bitch like my beats, give her whatever she needs
It's the CEO, 82 and 0, mister Man Made
Bitch don't get it twisted, every never written god made
Pull up so expensive take a picture with your prom date
Your shit not that rare, you in the street rocking a Hyundai
Me and Fargo in a Rivian but your ho gas us up
You can't miss this target bitch we walking with the fattest bucks
We X you out the factor, why the fuck you never add it up
Shit I need to get this money cause my lil honey bad as fuck
Patch it up, yea yea, boy you need to wrap it up
You must have rolled your ankle, why the fuck you tryna hoop with us
I come in shittin on this n****s, leave yo ass to scoop it up
I'm talking shit up in this bitch like "who the fuck want poop with us"
Oops I meant smoke - woah
Had to make my joke - woah
Your bitch gave me throat - ho
Shorty hit that "woah woah"
And she like my music when she hear it she go "woah woah"
I go crazy, she go crazy, me and baby loco
I don't do no eight ball, but I shoot the eight ball
Shorty say I'm really clean, something like some Lysol
I don't think I'm really mean, ironically don't like y'all
Mister heavyweight champ, got em amped, like a fight song
Everything is AI, so I'm coming with some man made
Quentin Jackson, yea I'm boutta go on rampage
Superbowl sex, make her sing like Beyonce
Sipping Bombay, she gon blow me like Pompeii
Practicing my punches cause I'm in an arms race
I need better bars, better cars, better beats, better heat
I take a sec and let it breathe
Treat my bitch like my beats, give her whatever she needs
Written by: Jasper McLennan, Jayce Smith, Ram Muthukumaran
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