[Lyric] WET EM UP (TheHxliday)

[Intro: TheHxliday]
Nate is dope, haha
Yeah, ooh, ooh
Yeah, woah, woah, woah

[Pre-Chorus: TheHxliday]
I'm in that range and I park it
Your bitch in my whip, don't know how to start it (Start it)
Your bitch, she blowin' my phone up
I don't even answer for nobody ('body)
Findin' my way like I'm Dory (Yeah)
[?] year of the Taurus (Ooh)
All my [?] cars (Ew)
Don't go a day without thinkin' about it (It)

[Chorus: TheHxliday]
Wet, wet it up (Wet, woah)
I get that money, no catchin' up (Catch, woah)
Wet, wet it up (Wet)
He took your money, don't get enough (Wet)
Wet, wet it up (Wet)
I get that money, no catchin' up (Wet)
Wet, wet it up (Wet)
He took your money, don't get enough (Wet)
[Verse 1: TheHxliday]
If he talk shit on us then you know we gon' pull up on his block and we bringin' that damage
Then I'ma fuck on his bitch and his sister
He like the Phineas, I'm doin' Candice
I told that bitch, "You know what I'm here for
I don't want no talk, no conversation"
I got my eyes on a redbone, bad bitch
She up on my, oh, she finna take it
I'm poppin' these pills just like some raisins
She off the white stuff, I think she racist
"Can't [?] more, I'm finna say it"
This type [?], I don't need no maintenance

[Pre-Chorus: TheHxliday]
I'm in that range and I park it
Your bitch in my whip, don't know how to start it
Your bitch, she blowin' my phone up
I don't even answer for nobody
Findin' my way like I'm Dory (Ooh)
[?] year of the Taurus (Ooh)
All my [?] cars (Ooh)
Don't go a day without thinkin' about it (Ooh)

[Chorus: TheHxliday]
Wet, wet it up (Woah)
I get that money, no catchin' up (Woah)
Wet, wet it up (Woah)
He took your money, don't get enough (Woah)
Wet, wet it up (Woah)
I get that money, no catchin' up (Woah)
Wet, wet it up (Woah)
He took your money, don't get enough
[Verse 2: Yung Fazo]
Yeah, woah (Yeah)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
In this whip, I'm finna start it
I'm not a rapper, bitch, I am an artist (Yeah, yeah)
This is a foreign, yeah, I'm finna park it (Skrr)
Shakin' your head, go retarded (Baow, baow)
That homie lyin', yeah, just like Pinocchio
I'm finna walk in and she's like, it's OVO
She wanna ride in that whip like a rodeo
Finna get shot out, act like I ain't told you
Oh-oh, yeah (Woah, uh)
We finna pop out in guns (Aye)
Beat on his head like a drum
Pockets be fat, man, they weighin' a ton
You a 'lil boy, man, I swear you my son
All of your music be trappin' and buns

[Pre-Chorus: TheHxliday]
I'm in that range and I park it
Your bitch in my whip, don't know how to start it (Start it)
Your bitch, she blowin' my phone up, I don't even answer for nobody (Nobody)
Findin' my way like I'm Dory (Yeah)
[?] year of the Taurus (Ooh)
All my [?] cars (Woah)
Don't go a day without thinkin' about it (Woah)
[Chorus: TheHxliday]
Wet, wet it up (Woah)
I get that money, no catchin' up (Woah)
Wet, wet it up (Woah)
He took your money, don't get enough (Yeah)
Wet, wet it up (Woah)
I get that money, no catchin' up (Woah)
Wet, wet it up (Wow)
He took your money, don't get enough (Wow)

[Outro: TheHxliday]
It's me and 'lil Slump in this bitch, yeah
We gettin' lit, yeah
Fuckin' on your bitch, yeah
'Cause we got the shits, yeah