Wassup
A$AP Rocky Lyrics


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Clams Casino, A$AP (wassup, wassup?)
See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup? Ayy, wassup?)
See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup? Ayy, wassup?)

Back once again, sippin' Henn', mixed with juice and gin
Bitches in, couple lady friends countin' Benjamins
Spinners spin, on the twenty-twins that Mercedes-Benz
Dividends made a change of plans well that all depends
Shout-out my parolees and I smoke that OG
Kush mothafuck' the police, all my niggas rock gold teeth
So hood and we so street, sippin' on that codeine
We hustle hard no sleep, your bitch loose that's no leash
I ain't talkin' 'bout no money, I ain't talkin' 'bout no cars
Talkin' 'bout no diamonds 'cause that shit is a façade
Times is really hard, I fucked a couple broads
Smoked some purple out the jars, let me tell you who we are

I be that pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin'
Tell 'em quit the bitchin', we gon' make it in a second
Pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin'
Tell 'em quit the bitchin' we gon' make it in a second
See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup?)
See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup?)
See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup?)
See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Uh, uh, wassup?)

Pretty nigga in some shit you never hear of
Only thing bigger than my ego is my mirror (uh)
Clothes get weirder
Money get longer, pretty nigga pin your hair up (uh)
The nerve of this dude
But I'm cool as a fan, forty ounce full of brew

I be that pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin'
Tell 'em quit the bitchin', we gon' make it in a second
Pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin'
Tell 'em quit the bitchin' we gon' make it in a second
I be that pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin'
Tell 'em quit the bitchin', we gon' make it in a second
Pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin'
Tell 'em quit the bitchin' we gon' make it in a second
See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup?)
See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup?)




See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup?)
See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup?)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of A$AP Rocky's "Wassup" represent the rapper's flamboyant, confident and carefree lifestyle. Rocky celebrates his success, his street credibility and his style, while also showing off his lavish lifestyle, from drinking Henny mixed with juice and gin to counting Benjamins with his lady friends. Throughout the song, Rocky asserts his dominance in the neighborhood, with gangstas showing him respect when they see him. He also raps about his disdain for the police and his love for smoking OG Kush, a highly potent form of marijuana.


Rocky also refers to himself as a "pretty mothafucka" and boasts about his unique style, stating that the only thing bigger than his ego is his mirror. He owns his eccentric fashion sense and makes it clear that he's not afraid to stand out. The rapper's lyrics echo his overall persona, which is confident, bold, and unapologetic. Overall, the song's lyrics represent A$AP Rocky's flashy and extravagant lifestyle, his love for getting high, his unique style, and his rise to fame, which has earned him respect from gangstas in the hood.


Line by Line Meaning

Clams Casino, A$AP (wassup, wassup?)
The artist is introducing himself and his producer, Clams Casino.


See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup? Ayy, wassup?)
When he's in the neighborhood, other local gang members acknowledge him.


Back once again, sippin' Henn', mixed with juice and gin
He's back again, drinking Hennessy mixed with juice and gin.


Bitches in, couple lady friends countin' Benjamins
He's hanging out with a few women who are counting hundred dollar bills.


Spinners spin, on the twenty-twins that Mercedes-Benz
The rims on his Mercedes-Benz are spinning.


Dividends made a change of plans well that all depends
He's making changes to his plans based on his profits.


Shout-out my parolees and I smoke that OG
He's shouting out his friends who are on parole and alluding to smoking OG Kush (a type of cannabis strain).


Kush mothafuck' the police, all my niggas rock gold teeth
He is critical of the police and embraces a particular fashion style.


So hood and we so street, sippin' on that codeine
He describes himself and his friends as coming from the streets, with a taste for codeine.


We hustle hard no sleep, your bitch loose that's no leash
He and his friends work hard and play hard, and he makes a vulgar sexual reference.


I ain't talkin' 'bout no money, I ain't talkin' 'bout no cars
He's not interested in bragging about material possessions.


Talkin' 'bout no diamonds 'cause that shit is a façade
He doesn't value diamonds or consider them as a sign of success.


Times is really hard, I fucked a couple broads
He's acknowledging the difficulties he's facing while simultaneously bragging about sleeping with multiple women.


Smoked some purple out the jars, let me tell you who we are
He has smoked marijuana and now wants to explain who he and his friends are.


I be that pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin'
He's introducing himself as a handsome man from Harlem.


Tell 'em quit the bitchin', we gon' make it in a second
He's urging his friends to stop complaining and is optimistic about their future success.


Pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin'
He's reiterating that he's a handsome man from Harlem.


See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup?)
Again, when he's in the neighborhood, other local gang members acknowledge him.


Pretty nigga in some shit you never hear of
He's a handsome man in unusual circumstances.


Only thing bigger than my ego is my mirror (uh)
He has a big ego and likes to look at himself in the mirror.


Clothes get weirder
His fashion choices are getting stranger.


Money get longer, pretty nigga pin your hair up (uh)
As he becomes more successful, he's able to do more extravagant things with his appearance.


The nerve of this dude
Other people may not like or understand his choices.


But I'm cool as a fan, forty ounce full of brew
Despite any criticism, he's unbothered and enjoying a 40oz of beer.


I be that pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin'
He reintroduces himself.


See me in the hood the gangstas sayin', "Wassup?" (Wassup?)
Once again, he's referencing the respect he receives from other gangsters in his neighborhood.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Rakim Mayers, Michael Volpe, Mimi Goese

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@inductionrecords

One of my favorite beats of all time.

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Same

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facts

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Brings me back to hs w the quickness

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@davidgrondin3500

I forgot about this vibe...it was the best time

@bighova09

Facts. This was the mood

@justinspringer5184

Facts, some of my best memories in life had this shit bumping in the background

@ThePalacios101

Great 10s not gonna lie

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