[Intro] Yeah… Why you clutchin’ your pearls? Relax. I ain’t even start talkin’ nasty yet. ⸻ [Verse 1] I walk in, neck drippin’ like a busted pipe, Talk slick, taste sweet — yeah, she love that bite. I don’t brag, baby, I provide the hype, Had her legs shakin’ like a glitch in the lights. She said, “Slow down,” I said, “What for?” I don’t do gentle — I kick down doors. I don’t do soft — I break backboards. Got her tappin’ out quick like a cheap keyboard. Yeah, I’m toxic — premium grade, Turn a good girl bad when I step on stage. She said she don’t like freaks — I made her upgrade, Now she lickin’ on me like lemonade. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Why you mad? I’m just vibin’, She in the DM tryna meet in private. Say my name — Yeah, it’s sirens, ’Cause I kill that body like a cold assignment. ⸻ [Chorus] I’m too dirty — baby, don’t wash me, Hands on your waist when you’re movin’ all softly. Too heavy — girl, try to stop me, Bedframe sound like it’s callin’ a SWAT team. I don’t even flex — I just pull up and own it, Talk my shit till the whole room moanin’. Good girl actin’ like she never condoned it— Mm, but she rode it. ⸻ [Verse 2] I’m a menace — full-time, no break, Got your man mad ’cause his girl won’t shake. Got your man mad ’cause I took his place, Now he wanna fight — look, I don’t hit snowflakes. Back to the filth — yeah, her favorite part, She said I hit deeper than her trauma arc. She said I taste sweeter than a candied heart, But I bite real hard — I leave teeth marks. I’m crude, rude, no manners in sight, Tattooed hands on her hips at night. She call me “daddy” like it’s her birthright, She call me “problem” when I hit just right. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Why you mad? I’m just vibin’, She keep beggin’ for the shit I’m providin’. Say my name — Yeah, it’s sirens, ’Cause I kill that body like a cold assignment. ⸻ [Chorus] I’m too dirty — baby, don’t wash me, Hands on your waist when you’re movin’ all softly. Too heavy — girl, try to stop me, Bedframe sound like it’s callin’ a SWAT team. I don’t even flex — I just pull up and own it, Talk my shit till the whole room moanin’. Good girl actin’ like she never condoned it— Mm, but she rode it. ⸻ [Bridge — Spoken/Low Flow] Hands on thighs, Tongue on neck, Lights low, Breath all wrecked. She said, “Choke me—” Say less. I don’t play games — I play flesh. ⸻ [Outro] Yeah… I know it’s dirty. But she still textin’. So who really complainin’?
