Wet Looking Road

[Intro] I'm never gonna need that click See you there, make sure you keep that in so you remember Darkest nights, on a wet looking road My darkest night, was on a wet looking road [Verse 1] Verses, scriptures Them videos, they getting silly with pictures I'm with the gangsters, but the hipsters And now I'm chilling with Richard The Vossy and mixed with coke You know I'm feeling them mixtures I had bitches, and bitches, and bitches But now I'm chilling with Vixens Flows, I got silly and switched 'em Oh, I got silly convictions Yeh, I got niggas locked up in jail The judges minimum sixed 'em You get silly with sticks I get [?] and fix 'em These niggas bitching, and bitching, and bitching They got silly, man kicked 'em [?] cognac, mixer mixer mixer She just her lips on me and he just kissed her I'm an egotistical nigga, he's her mister And she's itching, and itching, and itching To get Giggs in the picture Quick little mix up, it's that big bad quick little Insta I got sick then I fixed up, pitched up, keep that beef in the mincer And he's got beef with my man, she's got beef with her sister Man it's that kid that kicked that shit and lifted the brick up Darkest nights, on a wet looking road (Yeh yeh yeh, cmon) My darkest night, was on a wet looking road [Verse 2] Rap for the hustlers Blap blap for the busters Back for the cream Cause when I rap then it's custard To fat men and dat OG They say that niggas mastered I called them slags and they cussed us I turn around, niggas buskers Old school, they came back then they rushed us Fast forward, we got the MACs with the muzzlers I hid the coke in the crackheads garden I slapped backs to the shufflers Nigga what, nigga what, nigga pardon? It's pap pap then your busted Darkest nights, on a wet looking road My darkest night, was on a wet looking road (Yeh) Jesus Christ