Wet Chest

[Verse 1: Bad Move]
I’m finna cause mass hysteria
Leave you delirious like Rey Mysterio
Told them niggas I’m not fearin em
Shoot off they mouth so they know I’m not hearin em
Hydrogen helium lithium
Got my cup filled to the rim with berilium
I hit that bitch from the back til she tearing up and both our legs started feeling numb
I’m finna jump out the blade and pull up to the plane wit the zip Mary Jane
Y’all did this shit for the fame but I’m doing this thang to keep up wit my name
Just like I said up on se7en them pussy boy know that I cannot get played
Kick down your door, Major Payne
I only cause pain just so I can get paid
Rip a nigga Beyblade
Hop out with the AK
You don’t wanna play, play
Leave you screaming mayday
Nigga this yo hay day
And you finna pay, pay
Shooters wit the Trey 8
And they finna bang bang

[Chorus: Bad Move]
Leave a nigga chest wet
You don’t want a wet chest
If a nigga want the tec
Imma give him vest test
Pussy niggas on yo team
Tell them niggas back back
Cuz my killas in Manila
Got that fuckin vest threat

[Verse 2: BROLY500!]
K like fuck that he say she say
Dumb shit bitch ain't no room for discussion
Hide yo bed
Hide yo girlfriend
Hide yo plate yo mama pussy
Ok like head shoulders knees and toes
Fuck that bitch right on the floor
Fuck naysayers I’m a nigga hunter
I’m a dragon slayer
I might fuck around and leave a nigga wit a wet chest
Pull up wit a hollow tip
Now yo mama upset he offset
All these niggas talkin' bout look at my neck
Huh I could care less
Ay I don’t give a shit
All these niggas talkin' bout look at my neck
Huh I could care less
Ay I don’t give a shit
All these niggas talkin' bout look at my neck
Huh I could care less
Ay I don’t give a shit

[Chorus: Bad Move]
Leave a nigga chest wet
You don’t want a wet chest
If a nigga want the tec
Imma give him vest test
Pussy niggas on yo team
Tell them niggas back back
Cuz my killas in Manila
Got that fuckin vest threat

[Outro: Bad Move]
And I’m rockin wit my fuckin shooters
Put them cannons on yo chest just like you work at hooters
All my niggas demons movin underneath the sewers
Gangsters move in silence no wonder I’m hearing all yo movements