Wetter

She said my diamonds look better, they make her wetter

I told you the time would show I threw some time on my bezel when we got together

Forever this time will grow

Free the hood, they down the road It's understood, when it's time to go

I got some brothers that ain't never coming back home

They ain't asking for shit but a post Watch who you be with, he might come back door

you We still post up in the hood like it's Magnolia

I beat the pack out the park like the Astros And I still got scars from that back road

I done got rich off the rap and still act lonely She trying to throw me that cat and go tattoo it

I got a bad freaky bitch in the back booling Take the racks out the safe and act new