[ Featuring Don Skellington ]
Eh, we don't drop the location yet,
Only close ones, still wondering where Jason went
Only question's "When?"
Bitch we already dead, like your favorite trend
Let it bend, let it end up
In the gutter, is it blood or is it ketchup?
Huh, feel the groove, bring the bass up
Always ahead, let the haters catch up
Bro you got a drop of red coming down your nose
Whatever you doing, better watch out with the dose
You wanna get inside, pay, these are private shows
Only V.I.P. guests
And a bunch of pros (yeah)
You are invited, and by this I mean
You should be delighted, don't fight it, come in
You're not going out by the front door
You're not going out by the front door
This club is full of smiling faces
That you've never seen before
Let the party host take you on a journey
Through hell and back
OK... Maybe not back
Huh, the air is getting chilly
And the heads are spinning
Tonight there's no one winning
I guess it's loser season...
We all celebrating this shit
Like it's smooth and easy
Like a soothing feeling
They bout to share pieces of your body for breakfast
As soon as it started, man, you should have noticed
All the looks you were getting and the side-eyes
Did you really think it was all for you fine ass
You're a prey bro, you're a prey, and they bout to hunt you,
Catch you,
Skin you,
Cook you,
Eat you,
Shit you,
Bro, it's about to be a f*cking feast in here
You were always surrounded by beasts in here
You are invited, and by this I mean
You should be delighted, don't fight it, come in (Let's go)
You're not going out by the front door
You're not going out by the front door
This club is full of starving faces
That you've never seen before
You are invited, and by this I mean (So bring the napkins, bring the forks)
You should be delighted, don't fight it, come in (Bring the knives and bring the salt)
You're not going out by the front door (It always tastes better)
You're not going out by the front door (When they afraid before)
This club is full of dying faces
That you've never seen before
