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Wassup
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Wassup was released on December 26, 2025 by GSR as a part of the album I Am Nazzy
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Release DateDecember 26, 2025
LabelGSR
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nazzy the Mic
Nazzy the Mic
Vocals
Norelle Hampton
Norelle Hampton
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Norelle Hampton
Norelle Hampton
Composer, Lyrics
Abdelhak Hassani
Abdelhak Hassani
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Abdelhak Hassani
Abdelhak Hassani
Producer
Flamme Beats
Flamme Beats
Producer
Darius Jarrod Cooper
Darius Jarrod Cooper
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
Vincent Wilson
Vincent Wilson
Mixing Engineer
Matteo Bardari
Matteo Bardari
Mastering Engineer, Immersive Mixing Engineer, Immersive Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Okay
Said we in the trenches with it
I’m tryna get a little deeper than drugs and hoes
‘Cause I’m really different with it
Get in the booth and start snappin’
They don’t be knowing a girl is rappin’
I’m from the O, ****, I’m ‘bout that action
I really knocked a **** out his Lavins
That shit was tragic
I make a hoe disappear like voodu wallah magic
Pull up in Mopars, I got a habit
Bro got a ten milli, check out his gadget
Heard he got hit from the back and he screamed
Them bullets’ll turn a thug to a faggot
She give me good sex, no stress
So whatever she want from me, she can have it
I’m good, B, I’m living lavish
And I just came back from the club
She don’t wanna fuck with a scrub
Two dead **** in the wood is a dub
She wanna cuddle, but I wanna fuck
My money legal, I ain’t selling drugs
If you love me, baby, show me love
I need a drink, pass me my cup
I’m in the booth and I’m tweakin’, geekin’ off the pen
What am I sippin’ on? This is Hen
Wait, run it back, let me hear that again
I don’t care if we was fuckin’ before
It’s a new day, now I’m tryna fuck on your friend
I’m really gifted, and that’s on the men
I feel good, I just took a ten
And I’m like, uh
Wassup
Bitch, I’m smoother than a baby’s butt
I got bars for days, you think I kept granola in the tuck
I could bip the M4, G37, or the TRX truck
What the fuck
I get to groovin’ and steppin’, I’m thinkin’ I got me a hit
They say I’m dookie, I might take a shit on ‘em
Chrome Heart with the Rick Owens
I’m tryna go back to the flow I was rockin’ with first
But bro said keep goin’
She was with y’all, but she followed us outta the club
Tryna go where we goin’
I’m at the party next door
Getting busy with Harley
Ain’t no quitting in the bed
I’m tryna erase the demons that’s all on my mind
I’m tryin’ get em out my head
I’m on the ‘Gram the other day
I’m like, he’s alive?
That man supposed to be dead
‘Cause bro gave him two to the head
Don’t play with that cheese, that lettuce, that bread
I want the whole sandwich (sandwhich)
Regarde-moi, regarde-toi J’ai de l’argent
These **** ain’t speakin’ my language
And I like my hoes damaged (damaged)
Uh, ’cause I need somethin’ to manipulate
I’ll make it up with a dinner date
I’m in the bitty, I’m tryna get litty
I’m askin’ her, do she wanna catch a vibe
These **** broke, like go get you a job
I remember back then when I had to rob
I’m in the room with her, off a shroom with her
I done let her take me to the sky
She in my ear like, oh my God
It sound like la di da di da
Written by: Abdelhak Hassani, Norelle Hampton
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