Gunna - ​​whatsapp (​​wassam) Lyrics

(-Makers)

Man, wassam?
They sent the wire through the WhatsApp (WhatsApp)
Hope ain't nobody to cuss at (nah)
Shit changed but it still get pushed back (pushed back)
I drop, make these lil' niggas push back (push)
I count up, just look at my contract (I count up, just look at my contract)

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 that up where her village at
I hop out the Maybach, jump on the jet
They false advertisin', they act like they want it
I gave it, and they ain't even want it yet
This VVS diamonds, if I'ma go diamond, this chain like a Christmas ornament
It's cute like my baby, he ever play crazy, I spank him and put him on punishment
But f*ck that, look at my accomplishments
Let's check out my style, astonishin' (check out my style, astonishin')

Man, wassam?
They sent the wire through the 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)

Throw money, get her 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'm lit 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 numbers, I guess they think it's a contest
Everybody got way bigger problem, and yet, I'm bettin' 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
I let it burn like calories
Runnin' the rich man salary
Allergic to broke, I got allergies
Stoned out my mind, not the cavity
Full f*ckin' 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)

Man, 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 (I count up, just look at my contract)

Man, what's happening?