GUNNA. ​​whatsapp (​​wassam)

Tekst piosenki

[Intro]
(Makers)

[Chorus]
Yeah, wassam?
They sent the wire through the WhatsApp (WhatsApp)
Hope ain’t nobody to cuss at
Shit changed, but it still’ll get pushed back (Pushed back)
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’ in 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
Ain’t ’bout 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 where I came up, you know who I run with, my nigga, don’t ever forget that
Been flooded the Range, been flooded the chains, and gave the kids drip, they remember that
I might beat the dope where a village at
I hop out that Maybach, jump on a jet
They false advertisin’, they act like they want it, I gave it and they ain’t even want it yet
It’s VVS diamonds if I’ma go diamond, this chain like a Christmas ornament
This kid like my 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]
Yeah, wassam?
They sent the wire through the WhatsApp (WhatsApp)
Hope ain’t nobody to cuss at (Nah)
Shit changed, but it still’ll get pushed back (Push)
I drop, make these little niggas push back (Push)
I count up, just look at my contract (Count up, just look at my contract)

[Verse 2]
Filmin’ and get us some content
The factory dial, I brought back the towel
On Sundays, I’m eatin’ on Sunset
I’m holdin’ it down, I watch from the mound
I keep it on, look 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 comparin’ my number, I guess they think it’s a contest
Ain’t worried ’bout it, got way bigger problems, and yet, I’m buildin’ a company
Everyone who fake it, I act like they traded, I swear I don’t want no apology
One of the greatest, I got fans every city, every state and that’s my reality, uh
Southside, ridin’ down Mallory
Hundred, it burn like calories
Runnin’ a rich man’s salary
Allergic to broke, I got allergies
Stone in my mouth, not a cavity
If I fuck, then this bitch wanna marry me
She look like she wanna inherit me
I’m geekin’, I need some more clarity (All of my diamonds clarity)

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

[Outro]
Yeah, wassam?