Skeleton Closet
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Take money
Take money
Mask up
Woah now, back up
Six feet, mask up
Who down to link up?
Go hit a lick on a Brinks truck
I do, I do
Go get mama's gun like Badu
This blood money, no Piru
See I'm not like you
I want skeletons in my closet
Fly like pelicans, drip like faucet
Like amphetamines, bitch I'm caustic
If it's sedative, shit I might pop it
Switch my rhetoric, get deposits
I might sell a brick if I profit
This adrenaline, I can't stop it
I need money so I might rob shit
But maybe that's not true
Or maybe I'll get a chain and a padlock, too
For every dollar that I've made, I have lost two
I got nowhere to turn so now it's gonna cost you
This a muhfuckin' stick-up
And this is the shit I'm gon' do
I'm gon' spit it with ease while stealin' shit from the people
Until I'm drippin' in cheese like fondue
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Take money
Take money
Mask up
This that .30-06 flow
Y'all mad that I surely got rich tho
Got a bad bitch, dirty thot, sick ho
She don't tell nobody that she heard he got a pistol
I guess I gotta take someone for ransom
I'm not rich, but I'm young and I'm handsome
And I'm talented as fuck, but I ain't making any money
So I think I'm bout to go and cop a handgun, woah
Momma got a .44 magnum
I'mma take it to the bank and point it at 'em
Only unmarked bills when you bag 'em
Call me Mendocino cuz I'm making all the bands come, ooh
Hop out the coupe
Call it drop-top when I pop out the roof
Jacob SPEAKS got a brand new fit and a brand new whip
Cuz he handled shit like a bandit did
With a ski mask but I don't see snow
Ski mask but ain't no ski slope
We have to make that green so there's ski masks on all my people
I know I'm gonna go to hell but I won't go to prison
Tell me, how the fuck I'm gonna sell this shit if no one listens?
I guess it's time for show-&-tell, you better hold your britches
Only way I'm ever gonna make it is off stolen riches
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Take money
Take money
Mask up
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Take money
Take money
Mask up
Woah now, back up
Six feet, mask up
Who down to link up?
Go hit a lick on a Brinks truck
I do, I do
Go get mama's gun like Badu
This blood money, no Piru
See I'm not like you
I want skeletons in my closet
Fly like pelicans, drip like faucet
Like amphetamines, bitch I'm caustic
If it's sedative, shit I might pop it
Switch my rhetoric, get deposits
I might sell a brick if I profit
This adrenaline, I can't stop it
I need money so I might rob shit
But maybe that's not true
Or maybe I'll get a chain and a padlock, too
For every dollar that I've made, I have lost two
I got nowhere to turn so now it's gonna cost you
This a muhfuckin' stick-up
And this is the shit I'm gon' do
I'm gon' spit it with ease while stealin' shit from the people
Until I'm drippin' in cheese like fondue
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Take money
Take money
Mask up
This that .30-06 flow
Y'all mad that I surely got rich tho
Got a bad bitch, dirty thot, sick ho
She don't tell nobody that she heard he got a pistol
I guess I gotta take someone for ransom
I'm not rich, but I'm young and I'm handsome
And I'm talented as fuck, but I ain't making any money
So I think I'm bout to go and cop a handgun, woah
Momma got a .44 magnum
I'mma take it to the bank and point it at 'em
Only unmarked bills when you bag 'em
Call me Mendocino cuz I'm making all the bands come, ooh
Hop out the coupe
Call it drop-top when I pop out the roof
Jacob SPEAKS got a brand new fit and a brand new whip
Cuz he handled shit like a bandit did
With a ski mask but I don't see snow
Ski mask but ain't no ski slope
We have to make that green so there's ski masks on all my people
I know I'm gonna go to hell but I won't go to prison
Tell me, how the fuck I'm gonna sell this shit if no one listens?
I guess it's time for show-&-tell, you better hold your britches
Only way I'm ever gonna make it is off stolen riches
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Wake up, make money
Save up, rake money
I need Drake money
Mask up, take money
Take money
Take money
Mask up
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Brewer
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