[Verse 1] Slut syllables — slide in, split it, spit on it, lick it Talk so dirty, make the beat say, “Quit it” Bars get you so wet — every rhyme explicit Flow hit the spot, bassline twitchin' Stroke every word like a tongue on a mission Flick my diction — ride the tempo, get on top Make the 808 blush, make the high-hats pop She bounce to the beat like she know it don’t stop Clap when I spit — no hands, just pressure Edge the beat slow, then finish with pleasure Slut in the sheets, but a god when I’m spittin’ Drip on the track — every vowel submissive Talk like a sin, and I write like religion Pen got precision, send you on a mission Door to door like a witness, Ask if they heard my word yet — I’m what’s been written [Hook X2] Slut syllables — verse too wet Uncaged the cadence to make them sweat Never needed love, just a body I could grip I fuck with the phrase and make the tempo slip [Verse 2] Use my voice like a lubricant Knees down, hair back when my verses hit She bite her lip when the rhyme gets vivid Eyes roll back when the lines get twisted If you got speakers, tilt 'em back — feel the thrust Straddle the sub, private parts to the pulse Get your hips in the cadence, body in the bass Rock, undulate, shiver — sit on the 808 Let the chorus fade, let the volume drop Now it’s breath on your neck, no need to talk Every bar was a preview, every line a tease Now the real verse starts — All me. Skin to stanza, climax in rhythm Breathe in, let it out — This is the crescendo Tension tight like the string on a bow One more breath and I let you go --- [Hook X2] Slut syllables — verse too wet Uncaged the cadence to make them sweat Never needed love, just a body I could grip I fuck with the phrase and make the tempo slip


