Wet (feat. Wallie the Sensei, Kalan.FrFr & BlueBucksClan)

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh

Trap lookin' like Cabo Cantina

With a bad bitch and she look like Selena

I was talkin' to that cat like Sabrina

And she got that water like it's Hurricane Katrina

Lil' mama wet

I hang with worked out, turnt out ****

Move a lot of weight like I work out with 'em

Your ****, he a bitch and you twerk down with him

Lil' ma got that wet and I'ma drown in it

That BBL look good in that Bottega

Can't fuck your friend if you gon' be a hater

Bitch, I'm goin' up like a damn skyscraper

I ain't worried 'bout nothin' except my paper

Courtside, sippin' lean by the Lakers

Shippin' in packs all the way to Decatur

Bust a brick down, cut it open with a razor

I'm sellin' MDMA like a raver

Glock with a laser, Evisu with Bapesta

She gon' fuck the team, why the hell you try to save her?

Glock with a laser, Evisus with Bapestas

She gon' fuck the team, why the hell you try to save her, ****?

Lil' mama wet (Wet)

Ma got that wet (Wet)

She got that wet (Wet)

Ma got that wet (Wet)

My diamonds is wet

You see a **** ballin', no Juju

Bitch said, "You never text me back," I say, "Who you?"

I be hooked on that pussy like voodoo, voila

If I ever disappear, I'm in her tutu, tada

When yo' bitch be suckin' on my dick, I tell her, "Spit on it"

Smile on my face every time that she sit on it

Finna treat this beat like a toilet seat, shit on it

Heard the opps was hangin' out and got wet, we slid on 'em

I fuck with nasty-ass westside bitches (Bitches)

Eastside hoes, pick 'em up in the trenches (East)

In Milwaukee, I got more hoes than Dame Lillard (On my mama)

She a project bitch, but I treat her like a princess

We pull up Hellcat, Maybach, Benzes (Yeah)

Yeah, I still fucked despite these hatin'-ass **** (**** hate)

Feel like Popeye, I turn up when I get spinach (I get spinach)

I can't even lie, I like take **** bitches (Yeah, I do)

All the homies fried, they just pulled up with extensions

**** pop it on the internet, in person, **** crickets (**** hoes)

All my bitches in the house, homebodies, friendless (Homebodies, friendless)

I want your ID and I went Chrome Heart britches (Chrome Heart britches)

Yeah, she got that wet, top crazy, keep spittin' (Keep spittin')

I keep sayin' I'm done with this bitch, I keep hittin' (I keep hittin')

Ain't on shit, I'm in the house, fresh as fuck, chillin' (Yeah, chillin')

Big Rick pants, tryna put a hundred in 'em (Put a hundred in 'em)

Bitches at my table, we don't want no **** (We don't want no ****)

Fuck 'em good, make 'em crazy, then stop fuckin' with 'em (Make 'em crazy)

Leave the club with hoes, pilin' up the feelin' (Pilin' up the feelin')

Yeah, she got that wet, yeah, it sound like somethin' spillin' (Sound like somethin' spillin')

Lil' mama wet (Wet)

Ma got that wet (Wet)

She got that wet (Wet)

Ma got that wet (Wet)