GET NAKED

街明かり 華やか (che on the beat)
エーテル麻酔 の 冷たさ
眠れない 午前二時
全てが 急速に変わる

Y-yeah, I throw some cash on you, just 'cause you bad, bitch (Woah)
You get a pass, don't you? (Yeah) She into cash money
I'm on your ass, homie (What?), she lookin' mad, bitch
Boy, your whole swag shit, I'm eating catfish
Yeah, yeah, that bitch a catfish
I'm in VIP, fuckin' hoes and I'm countin' money
All I see is model bitches, keep them coming to me
I'm a fuckin' money counter, I just keep on thumbin'
Checks, checks, checks, checks, checks, I'ma thumb another (Bitch)
We knew your mixtape was gon' flop, huh, tape's a bummer
Presidential like Obama
She want me with no yondom on, don't think I wan' get under
Draco OKC Thunder (Yeah)
Baby, stick your tongue out (Yeah)
Baby, stick your tongue out
We don't do thumbs down (Tongue out)
We don't do thumbs down, yeah
Fuck the club up, yeah, fuck the club up
Yeah, we sippin' blood bruh, cut your tongue off
Eh, now say something, bruh, and rip his gums out
(Bitch) Werewolf Club, yeah, until the sun out (Oh yeah)
Every day we fucked up, from sun to sundown
They done watched me come up (Bitch) how could I calm down?
Baby stick your tongue out, huh, we don't do thumbs down
Garlic, pepper, parmesan, let's pull the drums out

(Open that bitch up, huh, open that bitch up, yeah)
(Open that bitch up, huh, open that bitch up, yeah)
(Open that bitch up, huh, open that bitch up, yeah)
(Open that bitch up, huh, open that bitch—)



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Writer(s): Chase Mitchell
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