This is a song about "Getting wet"

To wet you niggas up like vagina holes

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

The devil at the dance hall thirsty for a partner

Wet em necks and jaw rest in shock wrecking ball toddler_

Lifes a bitch, that why i always keep its pussy wet.

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Got her wet like kobe, swish

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

Having a wet dream jasons machete freds blades dark

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

She was wet inside and out here

Ghost in the hook so real

Just all caught with no vent in the wet cement we pave

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space