[Title: Sincubus] [Verse 1 — 122 BPM. Bratty close-mic melodic rap with smooth Auto-Tune bends; punchy sidechained 808s, warm sub bass, crisp claps, and restrained shuffling hi-hats. Icy bell plucks and a filtered piano loop create sleek supernatural club energy.] Flash flash photo shoot, yes I slay but don’t do group Take my time drain you right A being so sexy I don’t need to fight So come on over, sit on daddy’s lap You’ll give me a kiss, I’ll give you a slap You’ll beg for more but I don’t hold back I am everything that you lack And tonight you’ll be my little snack [Hook — Four-on-the-floor house kick opens wide; bright piano chords, glassy synth arpeggios, lush blue pads, and airy stacked harmonies. Smooth, soaring pop-soul vocal with a teasing call-and-response echo on “Sincubus.”] I am the Sincubus, the love of your night Eyes that strike, hands pull strings Got ya legs shaking but I don’t cling In and out, I take my payment, you pay the toll [Post-Hook — Strip the beat to a faint sub pulse and phone-notification sparkle. Deadpan, sarcastic spoken-sung delivery; tiny pause before the final line, then a reverb throw.] He asked for a bite, I took out my phone, said payment first, Got Venmo? [Verse 2 — Beat snaps back in with tighter 808s, snappy snares, rolling hi-hats, and darker filtered house stabs. Confident melodic rap with sly whispered ad-libs tucked behind selected lines.] I don’t need sleep, don’t need cash Just need this club, and one nice ass I’ll work you up, then bend you over Red Rover, red rover you’ll be cummin’ right over I’ll show you the brink, your eyes bloodshot Breaking your vows, you thought there’s no cost? I am the Sin that you beg to stay Then I get bored, and don’t wanna play [Hook — Bigger return: sidechained synth pads bloom, vocal chops answer the hook, and soft crowd chants reinforce the final “toll.”] I am the Sincubus, the love of your night Eyes that strike, hands pull strings Got ya legs shaking but I don’t cling In and out, I take my payment, you pay the toll [Post-Hook — Repeat the stripped-back phone moment, but add a playful breathy laugh under the last word and a quick riser into the next verse.] He asked for a bite, I took out my phone, said payment first, Got Venmo? [Verse 3 — Pull back to dreamy synth pads, low piano, and a soft trap pulse. More intimate vocal phrasing at first, then build tension with vocal-chop echoes and a rising snare roll.] It’s never enough, your greed knows no bounds Hunger for my body when I’m not around I’m suave, I’m smooth, I’m fine, but no fool Kissed him so hard he started to drool [Breakdown — Half-time beat switch; deep sub bass, sparse claps, and airy harmonies. Let the last word of each line hang with a glossy reverb tail.] I choose smashin over love Whips cus’ it’s rough Souls and sneaky links Seein’ them beg is my kink [Final Hook — Full euphoric house-pop drop: bright piano chords, glossy synth stabs, pumping bass, layered harmonies, and hands-in-the-air call-and-response. Make “Sincubus” feel huge, catchy, and smug.] I am the Sincubus, the love of your night Eyes that strike, hands pull strings Got ya legs shaking but I don’t cling In and out, I take my payment, you pay the toll [Final Post-Hook / Outro — Drop to the phone sparkle one last time. Calm, smug delivery on “Got Venmo?” followed by a short synth shimmer, distant laugh, and the house beat fading into neon reverb.] He asked for a bite, I took out my phone, said payment first, Got Venmo?