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Naked
4,362
Hip-Hop/Rap
Naked was released on April 11, 2025 by Opium/Interscope as a part of the album More Chaos
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Release DateApril 11, 2025
LabelOpium/Interscope
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ken Carson
Ken Carson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Songwriter
Kendale Malachi Williams
Kendale Malachi Williams
Songwriter
Numair Alam
Numair Alam
Songwriter
Linzell Newton
Linzell Newton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Four3va
Four3va
Producer
Mental
Mental
Producer
Ivvys
Ivvys
Producer
Ben Lidsky
Ben Lidsky
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
These hoes gettin' naked
Clothes on, clothes off, she sexy
Lionel, she leave a mess
Just got out the shower, she fresh
I gotta see her before she leave
It don't matter where you go, but you gotta get away from me
If that's your ho, that's my ho too, we got mutual flings
She so evil, yeah, she might never ever get no ring
Not a keeper, yeah, real ho, she passed around
Knew you ten minutes max, how your panties on the ground?
[Verse 1]
This relationship shit wack, I don't mind being solo
I mean being single, no, I don't wanna mingle
And she mixed, yeah, baby girl bilingual
The way her mood swing, you would think she bipolar
I copped a new chain, Alex Moss these diamonds, yeah
I go the white Louis V Timbs, **** can't find a pair
**** think they on the swag 'cause they rock what we rocked last year
And I can't give you a pass, you gotta stand on what you said
No, I ain't got no opps, them **** already dead
If I knew 12 was taking me to jail, I would've fled
Antisocial, saw your text, I left it on read
Bitch, I'm global, internationally goin' fad
Not insane, but I'm not sane, yeah, I need my meds
Copped a Mulsanne, I want her brain, yeah, she droppin' that top
Where was you when I put in pain? Where was you when I got in that box?
I stand up like a tall tee, all these ho ass **** be cropped
Call 'em the cleanup crew, her whole gang gon' pull up and mop
Oh, that's your girlfriend? I bet she know you cuffin' a bop
I got an expensive clock, it's an AP on my watch
That mean my time mean money, gun, that's all I shoot, I'm gunnin'
I can go suit, clean up, me and gang look like the mafia
Me and gang got matching chains, I lift her skirt, take a pic and then top me up
Want me to be your boyfriend, girl, why you tryna lock me up?
I'm all rage energy and I keep it a hundred, centipede
**** be green, seaweed, money don't grow on trees
But I can grow marijuana, yeah, I'm sellin' leaves
I mean I'm sellin' flower, I can make a money tower
Shawty shakin' that ass, I might throw this money, it's a money shower
These hoes gettin' naked, my body draped in VVSs
Fuckin' these bitches, can't fuck with ****, uh, I'm a sexist
Your pockets skinny, my pockets fat, yeah, just like Precious
And everywhere I go, all these hoes gettin' naked
[Chorus]
These hoes gettin' naked
Clothes on, clothes off, she sexy
Lionel, she leave a mess
Just got out the shower, she fresh
I gotta see her before she leave
It don't matter where you go, but you gotta get away from me
If that's your ho, that's my ho too, we got mutual flings
She so evil, yeah, she might never ever get no ring
Not a keeper, yeah, real ho, she passed around
Knew you ten minutes max, how your panties on the ground?
Written by: Kendale Malachi Williams, Kenyatta Frazier Jr., Linzell Newton, Numair Alam
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