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WhatsApp
Hip-Hop/Rap
WhatsApp was released on February 13, 2026 by autotuneabuse as a part of the album Ruby Royalty (Deluxe)
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Release DateFebruary 13, 2026
Labelautotuneabuse
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
autotuneabuse
autotuneabuse
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Catrin Rhodes
Catrin Rhodes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
marmar!
marmar!
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, everything change when I'm rollin
Yeah, I pop the Drac'-Drac, came from Poland
Yeah, sticked up, in the trap
I'm like, I'm like"damn what's that?"
Fuck her from the back, yeah, this bitch a freak, she gon' let me crack
Step back, trendin' face, so what?
She face those **** like, what's that?
Some of my bitches international, I use that WhatsApp
**** smoke that light thrax, hit a drink, let me grab that
**** needa' stay in this place, need a backpack
**** get back, back
I done got so geeked out, I almost barfed, bitch
Yellow in my cushion, it look like Bart, bitch
Told her, get low, I ain't bring no smart bitch, no
I don't mess with hoes, I know he ain't tryna start shit, what?
Took that **** shit, I know he mad, know you mad 'bout
**** tryna go up, blow up like Baghdad, I'm Baghdad now
Matter of fact, I know that **** mad, what you mad 'bout?
Know he mad, cause his partner dead, **** dead wow
Still tryna steal my moves, tryna steal my dance style
Swervin' the motherfuckin' coupe, y'all **** might crash out
I got these blickies, lil' blickies, yeah
Yo' bitch ain't used to dicky, yeah
**** act right like Mickey, yeah
These hoes don't Woah Vicky, yeah
Yeah, everything change when I'm rollin
Yeah, I pop the Drac'-Drac, came from Poland
Yeah, sticked up, in the trap
I'm like, I'm like"damn what's that?"
Fuck her from the back, yeah, this bitch a freak, she gon' let me crack
Step back, trendin' face, so what?
She face those **** like, what's that?
Some of my bitches international, I use that WhatsApp
**** smoke that light thrax, hit a drink, let me grab that
**** needa' stay in this place, need a backpack
**** get back, back
I done got so geeked out, I almost barfed, bitch
Yellow in my cushion, it look like Bart, bitch
Told her, get low, I ain't bring no smart bitch, no
I don't mess with hoes, I know he ain't tryna start shit, what?
Took that **** shit, I know he mad, know you mad 'bout
**** tryna go up, blow up like Baghdad, I'm Baghdad now
Matter of fact, I know that **** mad, what you mad 'bout?
Know he mad, cause his partner dead, **** dead wow
Still tryna steal my moves, tryna steal my dance style
Swervin' the motherfuckin' coupe, y'all **** might crash out
I got these blickies, lil' blickies, yeah
Yo' bitch ain't used to dicky, yeah
**** act right like Mickey, yeah
These hoes don't Woah Vicky, yeah
Written by: Catrin Rhodes
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