Whatever, Whenever lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, fly sh*t, man, word up, man
It’s that old motherf*ckin’ laid back and
Leanin’ back on that good old alpaca
In the back of the vehicle and sh*t
Countin’ up motherf*ckin’ 68 thousand
Two motherf*ckin’ vests on the floor
Got mad reefer in the ash tray
Police put 17 cars away
You already know, man, sh*t is realer

[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Threw on the Harley leather sheepskin gloves, my Beretta
‘Bout to hit the ghetto, hard-body bring the kettle
n*ggas is drinkin’ and gamblin’, all you see is hammers in my corner
Champion sweats, hoes in pajamas
7-50 new blue, this is my lady
She stay playin’ suits, mad cute, two 3-80s
And her cousin, a police who live in the east
I knew him from the fifth grade, he definitely is a beast
A thug smugglin’ cop who live in the ‘hood
Plus he rock a lot of Carhartt, Braveheart, die hard
The day I seen him, was the day they tried to rob him
They pulled out a flare gun, they shot out his charger
Yo, beast started simmerin’ at dice games and pubs
n*ggas runnin’ up in alleyways gettin’ mugged
n*ggas lucky, ‘cause them other n*ggas butt
I sat back, calm as f*ck, enter the conference
[Hook]
Whatever, whenever
Just keep that thing up on you
Wherever, whenever
Whatever, whenever
Just keep that thing up on you
Wherever, whenever

[Verse 2: Raekwon]
Show ‘em how we position, all of the sh*t glisten
Stones flooded the Smith and, liquor, I’m reminiscing
Fiends are still sniffin’, sons are still in prison
My pen is still scriptin’ all of them ghetto visions
They gave me the contract, came where moms is at
Left a Audi 86 in the driveway in the mack
Felt like young Bond, Tom Forrest, slacks and metal lenses
Two polaroid pictures in front of his brother’s Benzes
His sisters was some hustlin’ dykes, bullyin’ n*ggas
Ridin’ around, mollied up, plus suspended licenses
Hit the stash box – right there, a hundred in cash
Left a blue steel muzzle in the glove box, yikes
4:40 that morning, it’s foggy, I’m under the Gotti
Louis jumper jacket, huntin’ hat c*cky
Mad ‘cause I ain’t f*ck that morning
I had a Korean-Malaysian black sister with a thunder back ridin’ me
Made it to the balcony part
Tossed the rope around the big lion head statue, climbed up remarkably
Right by the window, they there
Took a glance through, they covered in Versace covers
f*ckin’ in the mirror
Couldn’t see the faces, heard the moans
La Perla Draws hung off the sectional chair, c*cked the chrome
Emptied the barrel, all you saw was goose down flyin’
The trigger felt like wind, it was two b*tches lyin’ there
[Hook]