Wet

Wet
Drippin in designer I'm a vet
First I clear my mind, Then I chase a check
Got some bars and some beats we compose it
Or you trippy with some beef I expose it

Button me up
Vest on my chest and got mud in my cup
Picking me up in that black Bentley truck
We running with guns but we walk in the club
We only bust back if they come at us first
My bad if you couldn't purchase up front
We on in an hour girl check stub hub
Counting up cash give me carpal tunnel
Coming up fast man I keep a burner
Money come fast but love come slow
When I get on everybody can't go
Put one in the air for my big bro
I still love you Rod where I go you go
When I exhale I still see your face
It's been ten years some shit I can't help
My nigga gone Wrapped around a tree Not wearing seatbelt
Never forget what I do it for
Raising the standards built up from the floor
Inflated my bag man I'll never be poor
Matte black a range with suicide doors
I love spiting lines about shit that I got
I come from a little but purchase a lot
I cop a bitch a pink burner
So the Birkin match the Glock
To return the favor girl give me some top
You can tag in your friend while you play with her box
Squirt on the floor let me get you a mop
Can y'all really be girls if you don't taster her WAP
Shout out to Cardi cause WAP is a bop
Third leg Kickstand like it's a prop
They think it's a gun when I'm frisked by the cops
Officer Wilbur get off of my cock
Wet
Drippin in designer I'm a vet
First I clear my mind,
Then I chase a check
Got some bars and some beats we compose it
Or you trippy with some beef I expose it

Button me up
Vest on my chest
Dressed to impressed
With me they obsessed
Can't look away
Watch how I move
Lacking in swag and they watch how I groove
Bust your head to the white meat Uncle Bernie
Run my jewels Killer Mike my attorney
I Plead the fifth on where I stack my chips
Can't pocket bands in my skinnys I walk with a limp
It's been a good year for my pocket lining
Guitar got Jamaican girl dirty wining
Triple count flow
Don't try counting mine
She twerk on my dick nut so hard she crying
Exclusive drops coming on speacial order
Swagu for days flow through my aorta
Same problems today come different order
My shrink name is Dior this shit is torture
Belive I'm turning the corner
Or bending it in the roadster no gas on me
Won't catch me slipping
Accounts off in Sweden
Aint no need in keeping no cash on me
Blacked out exterior
Inside is white
So my guns it don't blend with the dash homie
Prey on enemy of family I plede to the the last of me
Speak ill on me that's blasphemy
I'll end you if you blast on me
Earl E will live in infamy
That's infinity in memory
A to Z
Womb to Tomb
A nigga like me bitch write it in stone
Born to watch the throne
Gifted enough to sing this song

Wet
Drippin in designer I'm a vet
First I clear my mind
Then I chase a check
Got some bars and some beats we compose it
Or you trippy with some beef I expose it



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Writer(s): Johnny King
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