This is a song about "Wet beaver creek"

Bonin' bitches; coerce, eatin' wet pussy surf n' turf

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

Your brains so fuckin wet your thoughts are in a canoe

See you was there every year when i needed you

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Rappers then cement their feet and leave them sleep in the creek

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

There ain't no saliva but i wet the tropics

Im more of a bad ass than that liitle bitch on leave it to beaver

Far from an overnight achiever, cole is like the leader

To get pleasure he gets wet from pornography,

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money