Whatsapp (Wassam)

Lyrics :
[Intro]
(-Makers)
(Run that back, Turbo)

[Chorus]
Man, wassam?
They sent the wire through WhatsApp (WhatsApp)
Hope ain’t nobody to cuss at (Nah)
Shit changed but it still get pushed back (Push)
I drop, make these little niggas push back (Push)
I count up, just look at my contract (I count up, just look at my contract)

[Verse 1]
I’m cool, nigga, I don’t want your contact
I know many men, they pray I don’t win
I still gotta ride with the compact
I’m ridin’ the Cullinan, I used to want a cutlass
I came a long way, that’s a big fact
Big Gunna Wunna, yeah, big fact
Got your bitch checkin’ in like a dispatch
It ain’t money, I don’t wanna chit-chat
I don’t care if it gotta be a couple of years, still, I’m gon’ get my lick back
You know how I came up, you know I roll with my nigga, don’t never forget that
Been flooded the Range, been flooded the chains, and get it, ’cause they should remember that
I might beat it up, with [?]
I hop out the Maybach, jump on the jet
If I serve appetizer, then act like they want it
I gave it, and they ain’t even want it yet
This VVS diamond, if I’ma go diamond, it’s chill like a Christmas ornament
This kid not baby, he ever play crazy, I spank him and put him on punishment
But fuck that, look at my accomplishments
Let’s check out my style, astonishin’ (Check out my style, astonishin’)
[Chorus]
Man, wassam?
They sent the wire through WhatsApp (WhatsApp)
Hope ain’t nobody to cuss at (Nah)
Shit changed but it still get pushed back (Push)
I drop, make these little niggas push back (Push)
I count up, just look at my contract (I count up, just look at my contract)

[Verse 2]
Throw me and get on some content
The factory dial, I bought out the Tao
And Sundays, I’m eatin’ on Sunset
I’m holdin’ it down, I watch from the mound
I’m peepin’, I wait for the context
Young Wunna the one, word to Complex
Get money and travel, a compass
I told you a nigga ain’t done yet
I heard the blogs comparing my numbers, I guess they think it’s a contest
Everybody got way bigger problem, and yet, I’m betting the company
Everyone who faked and act like they traded, I swear, I don’t want no apology
One of the greats, I got fans every city, every state, and that’s my reality
Southside, ridin’ down Manor
Hundred gram, like cannabis
Runnin’ the rich man salary
Allergic to broke, I got allergies
Stoned out my mind, not the cavity
Full fuckin’ this bitch, wanna marry me
She look like she wanna inherit me
I’m geekin’, I need some more clarity (All of my diamonds clear)
[Chorus]
Man, wassam?
They sent the wire through WhatsApp (WhatsApp)
Hope ain’t nobody to cuss at (Nah)
Shit changed but it still get pushed back (Push)
I drop, make these little niggas push back (Push)
I count up, just look at my contract (I count up, just look at my contract)

[Outro]
Man, what’s happening?



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