[Intro – pitched down, underwater FX] NY (slurred): H-h-he want a k-kiss… South (dripping): I l-l-load the g-grip… Both (echoed, wet): L-l-lip l-lock… then cl-cl-clip pop… Lyrics (Punani Gang – Ritual Noir Verse): I moan in granules, stretch time in silk Lip drip glitch, leave your ego spilt Tape hiss kiss, then I crawl in loops Pussy make polyrhythms, break his truth My breath is bitcrushed, voice reversed Whine like wire, and it still sound cursed He said, “You real?” I said, “Wrong question.” Coochie go spectral — vocal possession Bone snaps synced with my squirt delay I glitch through walls when I want my prey Slowed down lust with a microtonal scream I ride in layers — not in dreams, but between. ⸻ [Verse 1 – NY (chopped & doubled), South (haunting harmony)] NY: No cuddles… just… s-s-steel Legs wide like… s-s-s-steering w-w-wheel One heel off One soul gone Gun echo: pow… pow… POWWW… Goose… fl-flap? W-we pl-plucked Blood in curls Cum in pearls South (echoing): Cold… cold… cold-ass world ⸻ [Hook – d-r-i-p-p-e-d vocals, bass-drenched FX] NY (pitched): Cl–clip talk… South: Ch-ch-cherry drip… Both: G-g-g-goose drop deaaaaad When we whiiiine his naaaame Gun FX: brrr—POWW… Both: Bless… that… toollllll ⸻ [Verse 2 – South (echo chamber), NY (ghost ad-libs)] South: I-i-i bend n pray
