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wassam (whats happening) - trippie redd lyrics

[chorus]
yeah
wassam twin
we forever locked in
wassam twin
we forever locked in
wassam b*tch
i just pulled up in a benz
wassam b*tch
got a hundred on my wrist

wassam (wassam)
wassam (wassam)
whats happening b*tch
yeah
wassam (wassam)
wassam (wassam)
whats happening b*tch
yeah
wassam (wassam)
wassam (wassam)
whats happening b*tch
yeah
wassam (wassam)
wassam (wassam)
whats happening b*tch
[verse]
pullin up in a mclaren
n*gga gossip like a d*mn parrot
n*ggas is rats
[??]
new louie bag
got it out in paris
you ain’t got swag
n*gga what you wearing
n*ggas my sons
boy im a parent
bad lil b*tch calling me dad
calling me papa
i smack on her ass
took her to the mall
ain’t buying her sh*t
say she want ice cream
told the hoe l!ck a d*ck
i was outside
in a forgin in the bricks
man these hoes ain’t sh*t
like thе motel 6
b*tch im a god
b*tch im a king
my b*tch on my d*ck
while i take a d*mn pic
and my nеck is p*ssed
is taking a leak
i told that b*tch to kiss the ring
yeah
fresher then listerine
im running sh*t feet blistering
this big boy diamonds
look at the glean
my whole gang shining
look at the team

[chorus]
yeah
wassam twin
we forever locked in
wassam twin
we forever locked in
wassam b*tch
i just pulled up in a benz
wassam b*tch
got a hundred on my wrist

wassam (wassam)
wassam (wassam)
whats happening b*tch
yeah
wassam (wassam)
wassam (wassam)
whats happening b*tch
yeah
wassam (wassam)
wassam (wassam)
whats happening b*tch
yeah
wassam (wassam)
wassam (wassam)
whats happening b*tch
[verse]
baby wassam
baby whats up
i got za
in my d*mn blunt
roll up
can’t say too much
these n*ggas broke
put on a crutch
im running this ship
captain crunch
that fire on my hip
turn you in a [?]
n*ggas p*ssy, hoes
i walk with them big band rolls
walk round with an anime hoe (huh)
(huh)
she twerk
she squirt
she twerk
she squirt
she twerk for me
no i can’t buy your feelings b*tch
but i can buy your ass celine
these n*ggas not my sons
swear to god i watched your mom take the plan b
these n*ggas gon fold under pressure
b*tch
i dont give a f*ck im staying g
commes de garcon
b*tch yeah wassam
cdg

[chorus]
yeah
wassam twin
we forever locked in
wassam twin
we forever locked in
wassam b*tch
i just pulled up in a benz
wassam b*tch
got a hundred on my wrist

- trippie redd lyrics

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