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