Chris King
Wet!
[Intro]
Fuck you, Andrew
Hold on

[Chorus]
Choppa wipe his face identity theft (Blatt)
Wipe a n***a nose until there's none left (Snot)
Life isn't promised, I'm countin' each breath (It's not)
When the work low, n***a, we made it stretch (Get low)
Supply and demand, I'm repeatin' the steps (Supply)
Get demand and supply, get your clientele swept (It's hot)
And big bodies I creep like a giant, I step, slangin' iron, get wet

[Verse 1]
Rob the local drug dealer, heard he got that fire on deck
Got my fire on hip (Lit)
Claim a self rapper in coke you could say they acknowledge my whip
Then they proud of my wrist (White)
Gas pedal down to the floor in Dior just to go and pick up my lil' Prada, lil' bitch
You gon' get dick way before you go and get a dollar, lil' bitch (Hey Andrew, what's up?)
Shit I don't know, young snotty nose
I can not chose, Bentley or Rolls
Throw that dick in, take it out slow
Snatchin' her soul, me and my bros (Ha)
Bros over hoes, stuffing' her throat
Her n***a a hoe, plus he is broke (Broke)
Broke as a joke
We sippin' Pope', we grippin poles
He say he would, I know he won't
We burnin' big doinks, who want the smoke?
Sippin' big drank, this for adults
This is a gang, this is a cult
We one in the same, energy jolt
Aim for the brain, one in the dome
Yo curfew at night, take your ass home
You a bitch in disguise and your cover is blown
Snakes in the grass, cut that bitch home
[Chorus]
Choppa wipe his face identity theft (Blatt)
Wipe a n***a nose until there's none left
Life isn't promised, I'm counting each breath (It's not)
When the work low, n***a, we made it stretch
Supply and demand,I'm repeatin' the steps
Get demand and supply, get your clientele swept
And I creep in big bodies, like a giant, I step, slangin' iron, get wet Hold up (Andrew, what's—)

[Verse 2]
Clippin' the cutter, cut more than a clip of it
Cuttin' dope I didn't even use no scissors
A bullet guaranteed to knock off a ligament
Bullet hole so big that the doctor could fit in him
Wrap it, patch it, stitch it, dawg he just figure it
Hit the head gasket so dawg there is no fixin' him
We bangin' drums like old African villagers
Beat up on rappers and slap the security
My opps are broke and that shit is in embarrassin' (Ha)
Check out my rollie, baguett's, and the clarity
One of the oops dropped that was hilarious (Bye)
I'm mad that I'm not the n***a that buried 'em (Ha)
I'm kinda joking and I'm kinda serious
I took the top off, didn't know the severity
Hit her with dick, now that bitch wanna marry
(What? You for real?)
Bitch do you love me? Bitch do you not?
Pullin' out foregin's, pullin' out drops
One in the head I got it cocked
A new loaf of bread spread that bitch out (Spread it out)
She blow like a dart cause I gotta count
Artillery stuffed in the couch
I get the ass, the pussy, the mouth
My gun in her titties, just keep fallin' out
I'm a hot dog no sour craw
These n***as trash, Oscar the Grouch
Bitch come and get high, come eat a cloud
How could you hate? I don't see how
Fuck on that bitch I make her drop her towel
Dirty the soda when fresh out the shower
I'm pourin' lean in the middle of town
I solemnly swear to gang, this a vow (I do)
[Chorus]
Yeah, choppa wipe his face identity theft (Blatt)
Wipe his nose until there is no one left (Blatt-Blatt)
Life isn't promised, I'm countin' each breath (It's not)
Work runnin' low, yeah, but we made it stretch
Supply and demand, I'm repeatin' the steps
Get demand and supply, get your clientele swept
When I creep in big bodies like a giants, I step, slangin' iron, get wet (Snot)