Guess featuring Billie Eilish

Hey Billie, you there?

You wanna guess the color of my under wear

You wanna know what I got goin' on down there

Is it pretty in pink or all see-through?

Is it showin' off my brand new lower-back tattoo?

You wanna put 'em in your mouth

Pull 'em all down south

You wanna turn this out

That's what I'm talkin' about

Put 'em in your mouth

Pull 'em all down south

You wanna turn this shit out

That's what I'm talkin' about

Yeah

Try it, bite it, lick it, spit it

Pull it to the side and get all up in it

Wear 'em, post 'em, might remix it

Send 'em to The Dare, yeah, I think he's with it

Try it, bite it, lick it, spit it

Pull it to the side and get all up in it

Wear 'em, post 'em, might remix it

Eat it for lunch, yeah, it's so delicious

Don't have to guess the color of your underwear

Already know what you've got goin' on down there

It's that lacy black pair with the little bows

The ones I picked out for you in Tokyo

I saw them when you sat down, they were peekin' out

I'm gonna tell you right now, they're all I'm thinkin' about

I wanna try it, bite it, lick it, spit it

Pull it to the side and get all up in it

Kiss it, bite it, can I fit it?

Charli likes boys, but she knows I'd hit it

Charli, call me if you're with it

Yeah, guess, guess, guess, guess

Guess, guess, guess, guess

Guess, guess, guess, guess

Guess, guess, guess, guess

Guess, guess, guess, guess

Guess, guess, guess, guess

Guess, guess, guess, guess

Guess, guess, guess, guess

You wanna guess what me and Billie have been textin' about?

You've been disrespectful

Still tryin' to guess the password to my Google Drive

Are you obsessed with me?

You wanna guess the address of the party we're at

You really are not invited

You wanna guess if we're serious about this song