Andrew Schulz, Jelly Roll - Open 'Er Up lyrics

Woo hoo baby, we're makin' country music
Uh huh yee, yee, yee, yee

Sittin' on a couch for 13 months
All I keep thinkin' 'bout is gettin'
Fucked up (Whipit's)
Wanna take off my sweats and clip my pubes
(Hey, where's my pecker?)
Tired of gettin' caught jerkin' off on Zoom
(What are you doin'?)
Fauci says I need to double up my mask
Well, tell that little gerbil he
Can kiss my ass i think it's time

Open 'er up like a can of beans
Open 'er up like a jar of weed
Open 'er up like Forest Whitaker's eye
Open 'er up and let's see what's inside
Like a good ol' boy with a
Sharp knifе skinnin' a buck open 'er up

I'm not a child, don't need a curfew
(Fuck you, Karеn)
Sick of doin' coke in my own bathroom
(Babe, we're out of toilet paper)
I want C-section scars and
Some stretch mark titties
Come on sing along if you're with me

Open 'er up like a can of beans
Open 'er up like a jar of weed
Open 'er up like Forest Whitaker's eye
Open 'er up and let's see what's inside
Like a good ol' boy with a
Sharp knife skinnin' a buck open 'er up

Hey Jelly Roll
Come out here and take us to church

I hope grandma Maxine gets her vaccine
So I can bag two bad blondes and tag-team
I'll nut fast as an athlete at a track meet
I want it that way
Like the boys from Backstreet
I'm larger than life
Like Chris Farley in Black Sheep
We've been locked down longer than
Kodak Black's rap sheet
Pardon me, I miss women makin' my heart stop
I can't taste girl
I'll tounge-punch your fart box
Wearin' my mask at the table just isn't cool
It's kinda like havin' a
Pissin' section in pools
I miss hangin' in bars
I miss hangin' in groups
I wish that motherfucker wouldn't have put
That bat in the soup

Open 'er up like a can of beans
Open 'er up like a jar of weed
Open 'er up like Forest Whitaker's eye
Open 'er up and let's see what's inside
Like a good ol' boy with a
Sharp knife skinnin' a buck open 'er up