Текст песни whatsapp - *67 feat. lieu

Plug one hundred bands
I came with a drum mag (Jame Jame)
So much money, bitch, I'm on it
In your crib with a Glock, bitch, like, "What's up?"
I be sendin' money I'm not talkin' WhatsApp
Say you gon' pull up with the strap, but where your guns at?
I'm replying to yo' bitch ass and it's so sad
Put a bullet to his brain, that boy go when I said

(Get over here!)
I don't want yo' bitch, but she tryna show me love
I got opps all in the cut, I got acid, I got wock
He thought he was safe but that nigga getting tracked
Runnin' from the opps, I'm just smokin' all that wood
I'm makin' money so you know I'm living good
You ain't from the hood, all these niggas capping
Posted with your bitch, 'cause you suck at rapping
Nigga, you ain't scary, will you stop acting?

Plug one hundred bands
I came with a drum mag (Jame Jame)
So much money, bitch, I'm on it
In your crib with a Glock, bitch, like, "What's up?"
I be sendin' money I'm not talkin' WhatsApp
Say you gon' pull up with the strap, but where your guns at?
I'm replying to yo' bitch ass and it's so sad
Put a bullet to his brain, that boy go when I said

Plug one hundred bands
I came with a drum mag (Jame Jame)
So much money, bitch, I'm on it
In your crib with a Glock, bitch, like, "What's up?"
I be sendin' money I'm not talkin' WhatsApp
Say you gon' pull up with the strap, but where your guns at?
I'm replying to yo' bitch ass and it's so sad
Put a bullet to his brain, that boy go when I said

(Get over here!)
I don't want yo' bitch, but she tryna show me love
I got opps all in the cut, I got acid, I got wock
He thought he was safe but that nigga getting tracked
Runnin' from the opps, I'm just smokin' all that wood
I'm makin' money so you know I'm living good
You ain't from the hood, all these niggas capping
Posted with your bitch, 'cause you suck at rapping
Nigga, you ain't scary, will you stop acting?